Travelling through the mysterious portals created by the old man, the group made its way back to the strange rock formation which was the only safe zone on this side of Ashenfort. Night was still a long way off, but they could already hear the distant cries of the Magma Hounds. New enemies were spawning at an alarming rate all over the island.
Once inside the relative safety of the crystal’s magic barrier, Madeline resumed her inquiries. “Were you one of the game devs?”
“No, he wasn’t, or I would have known,” Zach answered on the old man’s behalf.
“I did not help create Evolution Island, but I did provide Gilbert Hawthorne with the deep immersion technology.” Akira responded. He sat down to rest his weary body before continuing with his tale. “I designed the blueprint for the life pods
