[р‘р•р— Рљр›р®р§рђ] Nuke Hub 89 Ир“р И 300 Рўрљр Ирџрўрћр’ -

"You're sure about the count?" a voice rasped from the shadows. It was Jax, a veteran data-runner with eyes like polished chrome.

Kael smirked, his fingers dancing across a holographic display. "Let them. I’m about to run Script #214: Static Ghost . They won't see us until we're already part of the legend." "You're sure about the count

Kael adjusted his haptic gloves, feeling the phantom hum of the 89 pre-loaded neural simulations—the "Games"—pulsing in his wrist port. To the uninitiated, it was just entertainment. To the scavengers of the Under-City, it was a training ground for the revolution. "You're sure about the count