For the next hour, xX_Silent_Xx ruled a ghost town. No one fought him. No one traded with him. He stood alone on a mountain of unearned loot, shouting, "Who's next? Too scared?"
Kael’s guild leader, a druid named Lyra, sent a panicked whisper: "Don't fight him. It’s a Pwnhack script."
Chaos erupted in global chat.
Kael smiled, sheathed his sword, and walked back into the desert. The grind would continue. It always would. But tonight, honor had a higher DPS than any cheat code.
This isn't a game anymore, Kael realized. It's a hostage situation.
Beneath it, a chat log auto-scrolled: Just nuked the Minotaur Lord in 0.4 sec. Devs are asleep. @GhostInTheClient: New patch dropped. Bypass v4.7 ready. DM for keys. @xX_Silent_Xx: First blood in Arena. This server is mine now. Kael’s hand trembled over the mouse. He thought of the 3,000 hours he’d poured into his knight. The honest gold. The guild castle he’d helped defend. This cheat would erase all meaning from it.

