170: The Death of the Saint – The Monument

"Coordinates 240.039... So you're hiding here."

Amid a chaotic expanse of collapsed ruins, Orson landed lightly and retracted the Crimson Lizard King back into the Battle Space.

SSR North Fist: "I want to see how many heads those UJ players have. Excluding us US players from this ambush? Who do they think they are?"

SSR East Star: "Don't bother. Wedge is meeting with an NPC. That group of UJ players already left through the teleportation array."

Hearing the voices, Orson crouched in a low depression in the terrain, carefully concealing himself.

Two SSR Guild members were patrolling the perimeter. Likely, the 007 agent Charles had planted in SSR Guild had been forced to retreat by these very players.

"Meeting with an NPC? Could it be related to what Drunken Dream mentioned?" Orson's eyes narrowed.