There, in the slot where Kael should have been, stood a stranger. The graphical update had shifted the lighting engines. The texture mapping had changed. Kael’s tragic poet eyes now looked slightly deranged, one pupil floating a millimeter too high. His skin, once porcelain and perfect, now looked like he had fallen face-first into a tanning bed.
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"Disaster," Jae whispered.
Click.