Rift moved Kami next to Gaia. "Hello, brothers. This is quite the place, Gaia. You've outdone yourself. I recognize you've put in some touches from that Yahovian civilisation that Kami had to destroy." Rift was ever the talker. Gaia was silent most of the time, a typical warrior. He found peace with himself, and found most talking a waste of breath. But Rift was always pleasant company, and Gaia respected how Rift prefered not to fight, despite being quite powerful. It showed discipline, and a code he'd kept to. Even when Bob forced him to fight, he was able to make peace with it, for it was not of his doing. 
Kami simply raised an eyebrow, sighing. "And yet, for all your creation, you need me to turn on the lights, and do all the important work." Kami smiles leeringly. "This is why I'm the leader of our little group." Kami constantly needed to assert himself. He was indeed incredibly powerful, and Gaia would most likely lose to him in a fight. However, he grasped onto that power with a child. Gaia had found it annoying so many millenia ago, but he'd made peace with it. Everyone has something they treasure. Whereas he and Blade had honor, Rift had principles, and Kami had his arrogance. They all needed something to grip onto, or they'd end up like Dragoon.
Kami raises his hands, and focuses his power. Gaia had of course prepared plenty of uranium for use in this, and Rift touched Kami's shoulder. Their two Chaos Slivers linked up, sharing their power, as Kami's ability to create nuclear reactions was linked to all four of the nuclear generators placed deep under the city. A chain reaction soon started up, as throughout the city, the lights went on. The automatically operated turrets turned on, lifting their heads off the ground. Gaia formed hundreds of artificial men, powered by the energy from these nuclear reactors. They walked around the city, mindless things serving more for a decorative purpose than anything else, meant to give the city the illusion of presence. They walked, and mimed actions, and yet did not truly do anything of importance.
Gaia sat down, exhausted after this creation. He would remain in the center of the city, where he could fix anything that broke, and he would maintain it. Kami glared over at him, knowing that he himself would not be doing anything so important. While Kami often feigned laziness, he hated it when another was given a task, and he wasn't, as he saw it as a challenge to his superiority. However, these orders came directly from Bob, so there was nothing to be done about it. One did not argue with the Taker of Souls, as Kami well knew. Gaia rested, thinking of the warrior he had met in the woods, and what his fate might be.