Chapter 157: The Architect of Death
24 Hours Ago.
The luxurious VIP suite provided by Cassian Stillbane was dead silent.
Draven Mordis sat alone on the edge of the plush velvet sofa. The rest of the Eclipse Hunters were resting in the adjoining rooms after successfully clearing the Blood Crucible qualification trials.
Draven closed his eyes and opened his System interface. He needed to review his combat logs after his brutal week spent inside the Tomb of the Assassin.
The moment the blue screen materialized, it did not just open. It exploded.
A cascading waterfall of hundreds of unread notifications flooded his vision. The sheer volume of text almost blinded him.
Draven frowned. He quickly scrolled through the timestamps. His pitch-black eyes widened slightly behind his mask.
"Right! I forgot about this," Draven whispered into the quiet room.
