Rynn’s eyes snapped open. They were blank, adoring, empty. She knelt. “Master. I feel wonderful. What is your will?”
He’d been pure once. But after thirty-seven edits for desperate souls, the power had begun to curdle him. Why just fix Rynn when he could improve her? corruption of champions 2 save editor
A new line appeared in the Loom’s log, in blood-red text: Rynn’s eyes snapped open
But his fingers kept moving.
He pressed Execute .
The air in the Mareth Inn’s back room smelled of spilled mead and ozone. Kaelen, a former scribe from the Hawkethorne library, hunched over a glowing lattice of runes that wasn’t quite magic and wasn’t quite machine. He called it the Loom . corruption of champions 2 save editor