SEVER ZERO
Leo asked, his mouth full of apple.
"No, not their combat stats. The junk loot," Kara explained, swiping her finger across the pad to project a holographic inventory screen over the kitchen island. "Look at what dropped off that Scourge Brute you sniped in the industrial compound last night. It wasn't standard scrap metal, alien tech, or a generic health potion."
Ren leaned in, setting his coffee mug down. He studied the rotating 3D model of the digital item hovering over the table.
It was a small, battered silver locket.