London, 1868. The Industrial Revolution had transformed the city into a bustling metropolis, with steam-powered machines and clockwork factories churning out goods at an unprecedented rate. But amidst the progress, the divide between the haves and have-nots grew ever wider.
Evie smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I've got a plan, Jace. Let's change the world." assassin 39-s creed syndicate localization.lang english
Evie nodded, her eyes scanning the room for any signs of danger. "I've got your back, Jace!" London, 1868
Jacob snarled, his fists flying. "Not on our watch, mate." Jace!" Jacob snarled
Jacob and Evie tracked The Crawler to an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. As they entered the dimly lit building, they were met with a hail of gunfire and the whirring of clockwork limbs.