Sebastian stood in the grand hall of Sanctuary and stared at the massive glowing holographic monitors projecting from the obsidian war table.
The heavy air of the thirty-five percent global synchronization pressed against his skull.
The digital countdown hovering in the upper corner of his vision had finally hit zero. The tutorial was officially over.
"Boss," Wraith's voice buzzed over the localized comms.
The Assassin was perched on the highest spire of the Citadel's outer wall.
"You need to see this. Downtown. Now."
Valerie rapidly tapped the console and shifted the primary feed to a high-altitude drone camera they had scavenged from the military convoy.
The feed flickered with static before snapping into sharp focus.
Downtown Metropolis was located about ten miles from their industrial sector. Usually, it was a skyline of sleek glass and steel.
Right now, it looked like hell.
"Holy shit," Valerie whispered. Her hands dropped from the keyboard.
