Ninety Three

As we walked away from the battlefield, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over me. We had done it. We had taken down the Order and shattered their mind control.

But as we approached the resistance base, I saw a figure waiting for us. It was the resistance leader, his face grim.

"Vincent, Lauren, we have a problem," he said. "The Order may be defeated, but their leader, the Archon, is still at large. And he's not going to stop until he's destroyed everything we've fought for."

I felt a surge of determination. We couldn't let that happen. We had to find the Archon and stop him, no matter what it took.

"Let's get to work," I said, and the others nodded in agreement.

We spent the next few hours tracking the Archon's movements, following a trail of clues that led us deeper and deeper into the heart of the city.

Finally, we had him cornered. The Archon stood before us, his eyes blazing with hatred.

"You fools," he spat. "You think you can defeat me? I am the master of this ci