"Time to move them."
The words were a low growl of satisfaction as the heavy, ornate gates of the tenth castle groaned shut under my command.
For the first time since the campaign began, I didn't feel the frantic urge to sprint toward the next coordinate. I had finally reached a milestone.
I was currently deep within the Harlem neighbourhood, and with this tenth emblem secured, I held total, undisputed control over the island of Manhattan.
I leaned against the cold stone of the inner sanctum, pulling up my interface. [How are things at your part?] I sent the message to Angelica.
As I waited for the reply, I studied the strategic map of the city. This specific location was where my Jumper should have been stationed, but the man was restless.
He had already pushed eastward, crossing the East River to scout the other side of the city. He was my eyes in the dark, and right now, those eyes were focused on the sprawling urban jungle of Queens.
