Chapter 163
Atop the tallest structure of the isolated research lab, chaos reigned.
Panic swept through the control room as the very weapons the engineers had spent months crafting to protect the city were now laying siege to it.
"They've turned on us! Contact any nearby hero guilds—now!" the head engineer shouted, slamming his fist on the emergency console. Alarms blared across the room. Red lights flashed. Monitors displayed hundreds upon hundreds of drones, now under enemy control, descending upon the city in swarms.
With so many drones flooding the skies, the odds of the Tryst Guild holding out were next to none.
The team scrambled into action, rapidly sending distress signals to every surrounding city, praying someone—anyone—would answer in time.
All they could do now was hope.
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Meanwhile, in the Outer City
