The elevator brought Khan directly to his quarters. He had a whole floor at his disposal, and a pleasant scent welcomed his arrival in one of the main halls.
Khan ignored his bloody state to approach the copious banquet. His soldiers had filled the hall with piles of food that could sate entire squads, but he only wondered how many minutes it would take him to finish it all on his own.
Of course, more important thoughts rose in Khan's mind as he sat down to eat. The past two months on Coravis had passed in a blink, but he had achieved a lot during that period. Most activities had tackled perfecting details rather than bringing significant changes, but a few of those had arrived nonetheless.
Being on an actual planet had removed all of Khan's limitations. He could test his physical transformation without fearing breaking anything, finalizing what he had started in Nott Station's training hall.
