A ground-level luxury limousine with armor plating, signal jamming, and an interior that costs more than most residential buildings. The Sovereign doesn't fly — it doesn't need to. It moves through traffic because traffic moves out of its way, warned by automated transponders that clear a corridor. Tinted one-way glass, whisper-quiet electric drive, and a passenger compartment that is simultaneously a mobile office, a panic room, and a declaration of absolute power. When a Sovereign rolls through a Tier 1 district, people stop and stare at the closest thing to a god they'll ever see.