Back home, Blake couldn't shake the lingering chill that crept down his spine, as if something unseen had followed him all the way back. The air in his room felt heavier than usual, pressing faintly against his chest. He exhaled slowly, trying to steady himself.
"Spoon," he called out, his voice low but firm, "I'm ready now. Show me the reward."
A brief pause followed, just long enough to be irritating.
[ Yes, Dear Host. You may ask for any character-related information you desire. ]
Blake frowned, leaning back against the wall. "Fine… then tell me this. The auction Myles is going to attend, what exactly is he after?"
[ Myles Cortez requires an item of significant value, something that will be crucial to his plans. He seeks the complete structural blueprint of the SRTT Tower. ]
Blake's brows knit together. "SRTT Tower? What is that supposed to be?"
