Walking to the stand with a dozen different microphones, Constantine looked weary. She'd been up ever since the servers crashed, trying to understand what had happened.
Even when she tried reaching out to Gaius, there was no response from him. So, she was just as much in the dark as everyone.
But she needed to reassure the players and the rest of the community, lest her investors start pulling out of the company before it crashed financially.
She cleared her throat, getting bombarded with questions, before greeting everyone.
"Good morning to everyone, be you here, at home, or watching from your devices at work or on your daily commute. Let me start by saying that Evo-Gaming is terribly sorry for the interruption in service and that we are working our best to fix the issue ASAP.
Sorry for the late chapter. I'm still sick, and it is slowing down my writing speed considerably. But I'm getting better, slowly but surely.