Night.
Viktor stood with his assistant, Skye, watching Orianna enter a blue-glowing Rune Matrix and vanish within it.
"Come on. It's time for us to leave."
The iron armor draped over Viktor's body screeched sharply as he headed step by step toward the police station.
"We're not going back to the tavern today?"
Skye adjusted her glasses, hesitation on her face. Her keen senses told her that Viktor was different from usual today.
Viktor paused slightly and said evenly,
"Today, we're going to the police station. From now on, Zaun's leaders need a proper place to work. We can't handle everything in a noisy tavern."
"But aren't you Zaun's leader, Viktor? Viktor, wait for me!"
Seeing Viktor's back about to disappear around the corner, Skye hurried after him.
The Last Drop, Silco's office.
"You called me here for this? Zaun has finally gotten on the right track, and you're ready to throw away this perfect situation just to save some brat?"
Sevika took a hard swig of liquor, one hand resting on the back of her chair as she glared furiously at Silco.
"You don't understand. We did every evil thing imaginable. Those misdeeds are like invisible bombs—they'll explode someday." Silco sat calmly behind his desk, his hands clasped beneath his chin.
"Who's this 'we'?" Sevika sneered. "If someone really steps up and calls me out for the crap I did, then if necessary, I'm willing to be tied to the post outside the tavern and whipped by anyone who's dissatisfied. They can use hammers or knives too. Just leave me breathing long enough to watch this place slowly get better."
"What about you, Silco?"
Sevika's mechanical arm slammed heavily onto the desk as she shouted,
"Are you planning to die and be done with it? Or make up for