Phoenix Flight HQ
After dropping Orion off at school that morning Devon had resumed work at the Guild. Well, not exactly 'work'.
He just came in to review dungeon raid files before sending them to his grandfather. Plus he checked on his old suite… and an old friend.
"I can't believe you left me behind with this Guild's madness." Alisha shoved him on his shoulder for the third time as the elevator doors opened to the lobby.
Devon rubbed his shoulder with a dramatic expression of pain. "I didn't leave you behind, Ali."
"Right. You scurried away with that adorable Guide of yours." She made sure her voice was low at that last part, going further to isolate their conversation strictly between them. "How is Ambrose by the way? I heard he took things to the extreme and quit."
"Yep." Devon nodded. "He's found a new job though. At the Steel Falcon Guild."
Alisha blinked.
She couldn't recognise that name for the life of her.
"Steel what?"
