Velantir was more dangerous than ever. The city streets, once bustling with merchants and adventurers, had transformed into a battleground of unseen wars. Liam, now level 45, had outpaced every other player in the game, a shadow moving through the alleys like death incarnate. The Eclipse Guild had failed to hunt him down, but that didn't mean they had stopped trying.
Eclipse wasn't the only force in Velantir. Nightfall, a rising guild led by Selene, was making its presence known, staking its claim as the city's true power. Unlike Eclipse, which thrived on fear and control, Nightfall operated from the darkness, gathering assassins, rogues, and strategists who thrived on precision over brute force. Liam had taken notice, but for now, he had his own plans.
His latest battle had left behind a trail of shattered egos and empty health bars. Players whispered his name like a curse, warning newcomers about the rogue that hunted bounty seekers for sport. But despite his rising notoriety, Liam knew he was still far from invincible. His true enemies were watching, waiting for the right moment to strike.
In the heart of Velantir, the Nightfall Guild's headquarters lay hidden beneath a seemingly abandoned chapel. Inside, Selene leaned against a long table, surrounded by her most trusted members. The dim candlelight cast flickering shadows over her sharp, calculating features. Reports of Revenant's latest exploits covered the table, but her attention was split. Eclipse was growing desperate, and that meant mistakes would be made. Mistakes she intended to exploit.
"We need more information," Selene said, her voice calm but firm. "Eclipse is bleeding, but they're still the largest force in Velantir. If we strike too early, we risk exposing ourselves. If we wait too long, we might miss our opportunity."
One of her lieutenants, a masked rogue named Vex, shifted in his seat. "What about Revenant? The way he moves… he's not just another rogue. If we don't approach him soon, Eclipse will, and that would be a problem."
Selene smirked. "Eclipse has already tried and failed. Revenant isn't the type to align himself with anyone."
"Then what's our play?" Vex asked.
Selene's eyes narrowed. "We watch. If he keeps dismantling Eclipse's forces, then he's already doing our work for us."
Meanwhile, in another part of Velantir, Liam moved with purpose. He had spent the last few hours hunting down more bounty hunters, but it was clear that the city's power struggle was shifting. Eclipse's grip was slipping, and other forces were stepping into the void. He had expected as much. What he hadn't expected was an open invitation.
A hooded courier approached him near a deserted alley, their voice barely above a whisper. "Nightfall has taken an interest in you."
Liam met their gaze, his expression unreadable. "And?"
"The guild leader wishes to speak."
Liam considered it. Nightfall was efficient, but he had no intention of being used as someone else's weapon. Still, information was valuable, and knowing how they operated could prove useful.
"Lead the way."
The underground passage to Nightfall's base was narrow, lined with flickering lanterns. Liam kept his guard up as they entered the chamber where Selene and her officers waited. She studied him, as if weighing his worth before speaking.
"You've made quite the mess," she remarked, gesturing to the reports of his latest kills. "Eclipse wants you dead more than ever."
Liam remained silent, waiting.
Selene continued, "I have no interest in making enemies with you. In fact, we may have common goals."
Liam raised an eyebrow. "You assume I have goals beyond killing anyone who gets in my way."
Selene smirked. "Perhaps. But you don't strike me as someone without a plan. We have resources, information, and targets. You have skills that no one else can match. A partnership would benefit us both."
Liam leaned against the table, his expression unreadable. "I work alone."
Selene nodded, as if expecting his response. "Then think of it as mutual convenience. I won't ask you to join Nightfall, but if you ever need a safe place in Velantir, our doors will be open."
Liam glanced at the surrounding players, each one an elite in their own right. Selene wasn't wrong. Having a fallback option in Velantir wasn't the worst idea. He turned to leave. "I'll keep that in mind."
As he vanished into the shadows, Selene exhaled slowly. "Keep an eye on him," she instructed Vex. "If he's the storm everyone claims, then we need to be ready."
Liam moved swiftly through the city, his mind already calculating his next move. Eclipse was weakening, but they weren't gone. If they felt threatened enough, they might lash out recklessly. And reckless enemies were the easiest to destroy.
He glanced at his status window one last time before fading into the night. His level was far beyond anyone else's, but the real game had yet to begin.
Liam exhaled slowly as he stepped onto the rooftops, his gaze scanning the darkened streets of Velantir. The city never truly slept, but the tension in the air was unmistakable. The bounty on his head had transformed the once-lively streets into a hunting ground where greedy players lurked in the shadows, waiting for a chance to claim his head. It didn't matter. None of them were ready for what he had become.
His fingers tightened around Midnight Fang, the weapon thrumming with latent energy, a reminder of how far he had come. Level 45, far beyond anyone else in the game. The gap between him and the rest of the player base was no longer a difference in numbers but a chasm that only widened with every battle he fought. Even the top guilds were struggling to keep pace.
Below, a squad of armored players from Eclipse patrolled the marketplace, their eyes wary as they searched for any sign of Revenant. Jason had sent them, no doubt. The guild leader had grown more cautious after their last encounter. He knew Revenant wasn't someone to be taken lightly. But caution wouldn't save him when the time came.
Liam allowed himself a smirk before melting into the shadows. The hunt continued.