SEVER ZERO
"Hold your fire! Do not engage until I give the order!"
"If it fires those railguns, this building comes down!" Torque yelled, gripping his shotgun so hard his knuckles turned white.
"Hold the line!" Ren commanded, staring at the telemetry on his datapad.
In the digital world, thousands of ghost players poured onto the Shattered Plains. They threw themselves at the massive, serpentine Iron Leviathan, a boss made of shifting blades and magma. Mages unleashed torrents of glitched fire; Paladins struck with holy light; Brog slammed his heavy hammer into the beast's armored scales.