
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
The gears of fate grind to a halt as we reach the final week of the Clockwork Chronicles. Nic Rogers just pulled a Matrix-level dodge on bogeys, clocking in a stellar performance that saw him leap from #64 to #12. The Harmonic Chronometer is humming with approval, its mystical runes glowing brighter than a Tony Stark arc reactor. Why am I narrating this like it's the Olympics? Oh right, because I’m trapped in this steampunk nightmare. Final week, final tag, and I'm finally losing my mind. Nic’s precision and balance have been nothing short of magical, like Eliza Wintergear herself crafted his throws. And now, with the Great Clock restored, Nic’s tag number is set in stone. Can I be free now?