I leaned on the balcony railing and let the sounds of the gala fade into the distance, feeling the cool night air as if it were a slap in the face Below me, the city glistened like a sea of diamonds and I let myself take in its strength, promise and potential for a brief moment. But I kept thinking about the system's final caution: * Enemies are attracted to power. Be ready. * Enemies? That sounded absurd. I was just a man trying to push my way through this crazy system that kept presenting me with chances that would change my life. But the tension in my chest would not go away. As I continued to ponder the mysterious message, a quiet voice interrupted me." You appear to be a man who is always preoccupied."I turned around sharply. With an unreadable smile on her face and a glass of champagne in her hand, Isabella English was walking out onto the balcony I briefly lost consciousness as I stared at her gown glistening in the moonlight. She looked around the city leaning aga