The rest of the ride was uneventful. Some beautiful sights. The sun was rising in full, now, and Zan reckoned it was early morning. His belly continued to rumble; it showed desperation on the scale of starving big cats, but Zan could do nothing but push it down. He regretted not getting something to eat at the encampment. Everything had spiraled and so quickly, though. One minute they were departing Whiskey's steed -- they talked strategy -- and then the next minute they were getting back on Whiskey's steed.

Throughout the ride, Zan allowed himself to rest. He held on to Whiskey as gently but firmly as he could. Then, he watched as the unfolding natural reserves of creation skaddled by him, his headset System attempting to integrate elements into his map-in-miniature. How much it was adding, Zan didn't know. Or if it was even adding anything to its databanks. Every so often he would hear, though, the System telling him, "Map Updated. Map Updated..." Zan figured it had to mean something was going on. Would he now have an actual map to navigate the land? Only time would tell.

Stopping, Zan recognized they were at a forest clearing. Beyond the forest's edges lay a hilly landscape dominated by Sunstar Principality Investment Towers. Each tower stretched dozens of meters into the sky. Connected by massive cables, engineering at the base of each tower allowed for cargo to be hoisted by an ingenious levy system, allowing for even the heaviest of shipments to find its way to the tower's tip.

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Zan saw this much but none more. He saw how packages were hoisted through till they reached the top of the tower, but he didn't know what happened to them after that; how did they actually ship items to customers once an order at the base had been picked? Was there an air-ship docket stationed at the top of each tower? Zan was curious. He never before had seen Sunstar technology for himself. It was incredible!

"Stay focused. First time, I take it?" Whiskey said, helping Zan dismount.

"Yeah. So, another strategy meet?" Zan asked, seeing the other riders dismount as well.

"Yes. The Sunstar towers mean we've reached the secure trading route. If we are to dress and sneak through as rebels, we must know who is doing what for the duration of our mission."

"I understand. Oh! Before I forget, please? I am so hungry!" Zan said, making his needs known.

Whiskey smiled. "Join the others. I will find you something to eat."