Once Damien crawled out of the respawning cloning vat, he was met with a hero’s welcome, the entire team cheering him and Gahagan for their success in taking down the Choker. “Not that bad, was it?” Kramen asked with no hint of a smile. “Guess not,” Damien brushed off his overall. “If you mess up, you can count on us to fix it.” “I won’t mess up,” Kramen replied drily, then left Damien to be praised by the rest of the players. Everyone was eagerly talking about the fight and consuming virtual beverages in the mess hall. Even Gahagan, who was usually curt and discreet, had been seduced by the collective excitement and went on about his meticulously planted demolition charges. “Gotta admit it was a good plan,” Takol told Kramen as they both watched the crowd from the edge of the room.

