The market buzzed—until Zane walked in. Conversations stalled. Demons stepped aside. His visor flickered. Find Elyse. Get weapons. Leave. A demon boasted about his "unhackable" system. Zane hacked it in seconds. Every screen glitched, flashing his red sigil. The demon paled. Zane barely looked up. “You’re wrong.”
Grabbing a dagger, he asked, “How much?”
“Uh… free?”
Zane tossed a few coins anyway. Now, where was his idiot sister?
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