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I took a breath, the scent of her—faint vanilla underlying the sharp smell of gun oil—anchoring me to the mission. ​"Two blocks," I rasped, forcing my focus back to the HUD. "The entrance is through an old silk press. If Arthur is still alive, he’ll be in the sub-basement." ​Arthur was a relic of a different era. He was a man who had once been the lead cryptographer for the Architects, a genius who had helped build the very foundations of the "Argus" AI—the global surveillance net that now hunted us. When the Architects tried to "retire" him with a bullet to the back of the head, he had vanished into the London underground, becoming a ghost-broker for anyone with enough gold to pay his price

I enter this room with Arthur, his eyes telling me it is gonna be fine but I really hate the needles. “I’m sorry, but I really afraid to do everything with needles in it, can you please accompanying me while the doctor takes my blood?” I asked Arthur and hoping he wouldn’t reject it. “Sure, you can hold my hand if it’s too hard for you to face alone. I don’t mind” he replied without any doubt. “But please, consider Vincent’s feeling, he seems to want to help but you implicitly always reject it” he whispers. I was surprised for a moment before saying that I will not explicitly show it again.

Back to her. The last image in my mind wasn’t of Erika, but of Aurora. Her eyes closed in ecstasy in the billiard room, her name a moan on my lips. The last happiness before the destruction I myself had caused. And I, like a condemned man, would do anything to reclaim that taste, even if it meant burning her world — and mine — to ashes. … The Arsenal was located in an abandoned industrial zone, a skeleton of bricks and rusted steel that breathed the dust of a past era. From the outside, it was just another ruin. Inside, it was the center of my clandestine world.

There were footsteps heard entering into the workspace making me turn my head to see two men. "Oliver, Roy. What's up?" Ray asked the two men. "We heard Luciano's little sister and brother was here, we wanted to meet them." The other looking one asked while looking at Rocky and I. "Hi, I'm Oliver Queen known as the green arrow." He said softly which made me give him a small smile. "I'm Roy Harper, Known as Arsenal." The younger one said making me give him a smile small as well. "I'm Yaszy." I said making the two smile, then look at Rocky.

“I knew they would come. They saw us yesterday, they heard us I’m sure, so they came for us, just as I expected they would. Alpha Leonardo’s pack stopped them at the border but Sabien thought he was going to kill Alpha Leonardo. I stopped him.” “Sabien, King Raphael’s second in command?” I ask. “Not anymore,” Drake says. I turn and look at Alpha Leonardo as Drake moves to stand beside me. “So, then, what is this?” I ask again. “You need fighters, I’m sending some with you, myself included,” Alpha Leonardo says. “We can’t ask that of you,” Drake says. “You didn’t. I’m offering. You need my help and in the interest of our future alliance, I’m willing to send warriors to fight with you.”