Devin Wentworth's face appeared. A thin trail of blood flowed from the top of his head. I had actually stabbed so hard that the pointy end of my sickle managed to give him a shallow wound.
But that was not the most surprising thing. The red HP bar above his head disappeared. He was no longer the final boss of the level 150 raid. In the Dimensional Master's place, Devin Wentworth blinked at me in confusion.
"Where am I? He asked. What am I doing here?"
That was a weird question coming from someone who was about to kill us.
"Do you not remember?" I asked incredulously.
Devin Wentworth clutched his head.
"I don't know," he repeated. "I was in the MMORPG Convention. I was giving a speech, and then..."
"And then you became the Dimensional Master and tried to kill us," ZhaoYun completed his sentence.
Devin Wentworth's head snapped in ZhaoYun's direction. "What are you talking about? How do you know about the Dimensional Master?"
"Um... well. The game announced it."
"What game?"
