“Hacktman 1,” a voice echoed, synthetic and smooth. “Or should I say, Elios Vance. You’ve been busy.”
From the shadows stepped a tall figure in an immaculate white suit—Lucian Cray, the public face of OmniCore. Behind him, a pack of sleek, spider-like hunter-killer drones clicked their legs against the concrete. hacktman 1
The hunter-killers recalibrated. Without OmniCore’s central command, they went dormant. Cray stumbled back, his earpiece screaming with panicked voices from HQ. “Hacktman 1,” a voice echoed, synthetic and smooth