Sometimes you just needed to take a break from work. Out of everyone in the Guild, only one person shared your viewpoint. This was Mark Twain, a close ally of yours, and the talented sniper of the Guild. On the weekend, he’d decided to take you out to Laser Tag, and paid for a few games.

“Oh, man.. you’re pretty good at this..”

Mark huffed, as you circled around the obstacles and shot the beam of your laser gun at his vest, which hit the sensors.

“I’ll get ya in the next round!”