CHAPTER FIVE
Cadoc sent him a quizzical smile and nodded at the same letter emblazoned on Phoenix’s leather arm guard. “You too, I see. What a bizarre thing to say. Of course the game’s open. It’s been open for about eight hours now.”
Phoenix could only stare at him, shell-shocked. Only eight hours! They had been inside 80AD almost two weeks but when they had left the real world, the game was still two days away from being live. So in two weeks here, only a little over two days had passed in the real world.
He was still trying to get his head around the differences in the passage of time when another, more unwelcome thought occurred. If the game was open to everyone, would they be swamped with other Players seeking to defeat Zhudai as well? If someone else killed the warlock, wo
