Pieces Falling Into Place

Far away from the Bastion, and Phoenix's dealings with a goddess, the ten top guilds were still under massive strain. Even though some of their assailants had abandoned the attack once they heard the update notification, many small and medium-sized guilds just refused to quit.

One, in particular, was having a tougher time dealing with many more players than the others. Aces High's guild headquarters were currently filled with players fighting.

They had an industrial-looking building, so there was only a tiny yard outside where they could not contain the invaders. The fighting had rapidly moved inside, where the limited room blocked a lot of the fighting capacity of every player.

But one gnome wasn't as affected by this, as he ran on the roof support beams, shooting his gun at the players below, uncaring of the friendly fire he caused. Azamus was red with rage.