Warmaster
”I
told you it would be easy, didn’t I?” Artemis grinned as Jake entered her mansion. Without even thinking about it, he had just headed there by default when he thought about “going home.”
Jake did feel a bit bad about bailing on Owen and Polly, but after his match, he saw the two of them walking around hand in hand. They looked like they were in their own little world, so in reality, wasn’t Jake just being a good friend by not following them like a third wheel? Yep, definitely.
“You did, you did,” Jake said, nodding. “But I also expected it to be on the easier side from the moment I learned Umbra was an opponent in the Colosseum. Assassins just don’t have a good time against me.”
A statement that had been true even before the system, based on the life of sim-Jake.
“I reck
