It was the most expensive, highly registered piece of corporate property in the entire sector.
Arthur sprinted into the plaza. Vane and Cassia fell in right behind him.
The fifty High Enforcers marched into the square, fanning out to form a perfect, inescapable perimeter. They raised their rifles. The humming of their weapons reached a deafening pitch.
Arthur didn't run anymore.
He stopped dead in the center of the plaza. He was standing directly in front of the massive, humming reality-shields of the energy grid. He turned around to face the firing squad.
His chest heaved. Sweat dripped from his chin. His suit was covered in dust.
But his eyes were cold, dead, and full of absolute victory.
He looked at his system interface. He checked the final tally.
[Ding!]
[Total Collateral Damage Calculated.]
[Public Infrastructure Damaged by Sanctioned Entities. Total Value: 6,000,000 Merit Points.]
