Chapter Forty
Jenny: Semi-final tournament round in two days! Is everyone ready?
Faz: Yeah!!!!!!!!!
Greg: Lay off the coffee, Faz.
Jenny: You’ve got everything sorted, Zack?
Zack: Yeah. I’ll be ready.
And he would be. He’d spent the past week juggling dates with Kayla, PvP tournament rounds, their competitor equipment analysis, and training.
Once they’d confirmed the material requirements for the drone, they’d spread the information to the Corsairs. That had gone over well, and the Armada mining sectors had seen a significant increase in privateer activity. It’d gotten so bad, supposedly the price for some of the ore had quadrupled. There had been a definite drop in the number of stealth drones running around during non-tournament fights.
Zack was rather proud of that. He just wish
