Brilliant, the Floating City.
Tacro's expression was ice-cold as he pushed open the doors of the laboratory.
In view, row upon row of translucent nutrient tanks stood erect around him.
Soaking in the nutrient solution were many oddly-shaped human bodies.
Some of them sported octopus-like heads, others were covered in fish scales, and some had pincers for hands; bizarre and frightening in their variety.
"Ilya... the spread of the fish-scale disease, it was indeed you who condoned it in secret!"
Taking a deep breath, Tacro looked towards the slender figure by the experiment table, feeling that she had become utterly unfamiliar, "Do you know the consequences... Millions have died because of it, and many coastal cities have rebelled... Half the Empire has been plunged into war, what exactly do you want to do?"
"Truly worthy of being the wise Tacro, you discovered it so quickly..."
