That night,
the snow fell endlessly from the sky, while the sun slowly rose on the horizon, announcing the beginning of a new day for the Empire.
[Time remaining until the final mission's deadline: 1 hour.]
The notification reflected coldly in Frey's eyes as he walked forward at a slow, steady pace, dragging a wheelchair up the slopes of a distant hill.
As expected, the Shadow Court had moved with flawless precision and terrifying speed, carrying out the task Frey Starlight had entrusted to them, with Ghost personally leading the operation.
Without any resistance, they infiltrated the Silver Dragon Guild's headquarters and extracted Danzo from within, bringing him to Frey's side.
Danzo remained unconscious in his wheelchair, his body wrapped carefully in warm clothing, thick blankets covering his paralyzed legs to keep him as comfortable as possible.
Frey figured this was Ghost's doing.
A quiet, considerate gesture.
