Just like that, time flew by in a flash, with many gearing up for the ultimate battle for domination.
Meanwhile, the many representatives from many UN empires, invited to watch the awesome Cargo plane launch, had long left for their prospective empires to hastily share the good news.
Hurry!
They must hurry back to the Capital, see their monarchs and make plans as fast as possible, not wanting to miss this rare opportunity.
Of course, only Pyno empires had this privilege for the time being, seeing as the distance to other UN nations was too far for the planes to do right now.
But as promised, at most a year later, the good news will surely spread their way.
This was a promise Baymard intended to keep.
Many were jubilating, but in the shadows, a smaller lot were panicked, sweating buckets and buckets of cold sweat cover they thought of things.
