Chapter 138: The Traitor's Contract
The heavy steel doors of the VIP suite hissed open.
Draven and the Eclipse Hunters stepped out of the bloody, deafening Colosseum and into a world of absolute, insulated luxury. The walls of the private backroom were lined with glowing amber crystals and polished obsidian. A massive holographic window offered a silent, panoramic view of the brutal cage matches happening down below.
Cassian Stillbane stood by the window. He slowly reached up and removed his dark visor, tossing the disguised guard helmet onto a velvet sofa. He turned to face the squad.
"I am Lord Cassian Stillbane," the traitor announced. His voice was dripping with arrogance and immense satisfaction.
"Commander of the Bastion Six Defense Grid. You people put on quite the show down there."
Draven stepped forward. His white coat drifted silently over the expensive carpet. He did not bow. He did not show a single ounce of respect.
