The next day, Raven sat inside the Frayed Ledger guild stall. Theo was already at the terminal, leaning back behind the vendor desk, while the NPC cashier stood in perfect posture beside them.
"So," Raven started, arms crossed, "we've got our first ghost guild and we just took our first step into messing with the big merchant guilds. But we've still got that cursed item. The Helix Scythe."
Theo chuckled. "Yeah, this damn thing's a treasure and a landmine. We sell it raw, it'll pull top value—but anyone tracking rare items will know exactly who it belonged to. Helix Media sponsored that drop. NekoNekoNyan cleared the dungeon live on stream herself."
Raven nodded. "Best case? The sale gets traced back and Helix Media adds us to their kill-on-sight list. Worst case? We get doxxed or flagged IRL. Surveillance, stalking, bans, take your pick."
Theo grinned and raised an eyebrow. "Still voting we dismantle it?"
