Outside Ember City, in a luxurious villa, Henry Joe sat on a velvet couch, scrolling through Ethereal's official homepage with a faint smile tugging at his lips.
"Maintenance again? Could it be because of him?" he murmured, tilting his head. "So, Zachary's plan fell apart... what a useless man."
His voice carried an oddly smooth, almost alluring quality, the kind that would send shivers down the spine of anyone listening. And if Ethan had been there to witness that perpetual smile, he would have recognized it instantly. It was the same smile worn by IronSeraph, the feared guild master of Judgment Guild in the Carnage faction.
