The governor's building really wasn't that far away anymore.
Destruction at this place had reduced quite considerably, and it was due to the berserk act of Julian a few minutes ago.
By the looks of it, the surviving spaceship (battle ship) probably would have gone to the others and told them about Julian.
Julian was certain the commander of the opposition would be planning to get him at this point.
He was ready for them, by the way. He wasn't afraid one bit.
"You guys still have any spare weapons remaining?" Julian asked the soldiers.
"Yes, we do. In this goddamn galaxy, we're in the top four planets with weapons, and that really is some achievement considering that there are many planets here."
Julian kicked a pile of debris in front of him and looked at a towering building, which he was sure would collapse at any given moment.
"Where is it stored?" he asked the soldier.
