Things are getting better. Ilya is no longer alone. People have followed him. There’s a family, friends—along with them, a whole pile of obligations. Everyone expects something from the guy—some fateful decisions, actions. And there’s this war too, constantly distracting, and Lady Fortune, who happened to get lost with him, simply won’t calm down, tossing him problems for entertainment. But war is war—and Ilyukha has his own plans. Or rather, a goal he set for himself from the start remains unchanged. He did everything he could for his people. Now it’s time to take care of his own affairs. He has his own war. He needs to cross the abyss of space, find his home, and try to help his fellow countrymen overcome the force of gravity of old Mother Earth. It’s unfair, you know: for outsiders he tries, and his own keep sitting at the bottom of a gravity well. Though “outsiders” have long already become “his own”—but the Earthling hasn’t forgotten his countrymen either. He has the chance to help, and he will. It’s his duty. That’s what he’s meant for. After all, beautiful Fortune also needs to be brought home. Maybe back there, on Earth, someone has needed her for a long time.