“Inside? You mean they beat the raid?”
That night, Keys jury-rigged a satellite uplink from salvaged parts. He typed the password: . raidofgame
Tears blurred Keys’s vision. “I’ll never see you again.” “Inside
The ghost nodded once. Then it charged the mirror. Sorrowblade’s explosion shattered the mirror into a million fragments. The throne room collapsed. The Architect’s mask cracked, revealing a frantic, human-like face beneath—a man trapped in code. revealing a frantic
A private message appeared. Keys hesitated. Then he pressed Y. Part Two: The Guild of Ghosts The raid lobby was empty—no, not empty. Haunted.