Kira stood on the observation deck, watching the Generator in the distance. It was still humming. Still pouring out its endless blue bounty. But her tanks were rusting. Her soldiers had deserted to become miners and merchants. Frontier had disbanded entirely.
Back at the Armada stronghold, she fed the first handful of infinite Crystals into the foundry. The effect was instantaneous. A Viking tank that should have taken a day to repair was rebuilt in thirty seconds. A Railgun that had no ammo suddenly glowed with a full capacitor. Kira stood on the observation deck, watching the
She ordered her engineers to reverse-engineer the Generator. They didn't need to. The one at the lab was still running. And Frontier couldn't destroy it because they wanted it for themselves. Kira stood on the observation deck