The Judgement Of The Game

Bloom held the two rings in hand and played a little with them. "You are such a worthy foe," he muttered, "yet this won't stop me!" he clenched his fist tightly before storing away the rings.

The two required level hundred to be used, and more preferably to a staff holder faction player not a player like him.

'Listen, I'll start now and make sure everyone sticks to the plan,' he sent to Sharel before adding, 'how about the escape teams?'

'I'm trying to gather up everyone I can,' she sent, 'after all it's not an escape through teleportation but it will be a bitter and long chase war.'

'I know,' Bloom nodded before heading deep inside the building, using the map of the system as a guide, 'but we have no alternative.'

'Alright, fifty-three minutes then, right?'