The warehouse where Daniel and Mira had taken refuge was a skeletal structure, its wooden beams warped from years of neglect. The faint scent of mildew hung in the air, mingling with the coppery tang of blood that clung to their clothes. As the adrenaline from their escape faded, the weight of their situation settled over them like a heavy shroud.
Daniel stared at the glowing interface of his system, its ethereal light illuminating his furrowed brow. Notifications and warnings filled his vision, each one a reminder of the ever-tightening noose around their necks.
[Faction Reputation Update: Azure Blades – Hostile.]
[Veiled Syndicate Influence Increased.]
[Current Status: Wanted in Neryth.]
