Her mentor had argued against her, and with the stubbornness she'd coem to expect. But when she had decided to leave, there had been no arguments, nothing. He'd looked at her, stood aside and gestured for her to go.<br/>"You're ready, get going. No use in holding you back anymore."<br/>There'd been infinite sadness in those words, but then he'd turned back to his solo-training, sinking into the melancholic mood she'd seen him in at times.<br/><br/>The door to the governors office opens, and a man wearing a nice suit and with a visible bulge beneath his chest and wearing sunglasses gestures for them to enter. Inside waits Alfred Liefeld, governor of the city-state of Omegatropolis and overall workhorse of the United American-Canadian Federation.<br/>He greets them each with a firm handshake and a hearty smile.<br/>"Welcome, welcome! I'm honored to have you accept my invitation! And I extend a formal and heartfelt thanks on the behalf of Omegatropolis, you have given the city a boost in hope."<br/>He gestures for them to sit on four prepared very luxurious reclining chairs.<br/>He waits until they sit before he sits down himself.<br/>"As some of you may know, I'm the governor of this city-state, Alfred Liefeld."