Chapter 125 - 125: The Scourge of the Grandfather

As the flames caught, the woman let out a jagged, agonizing shriek. Kian didn't let her suffer. He raised his pistol and fired twice—one for the mother, one for the horse-headed infant. He left their bodies to be consumed by the fire, two more logs on a pyre that was quickly reaching the rafters.

The heat was becoming unbearable. Smoke, thick with the scent of roasted meat and Warp-rot, filled the room. Kian began to cough violently, his lungs feeling like they were being raked with sandpaper. He spotted a ladder leading to a roof-hatch and hauled himself up.

Equine Reach was a dense settlement. From his vantage point on the third-story roof, Kian looked out over a sea of timber shingles. He grabbed the remaining kerosene tins. With his Strength at 23, he didn't need to be precise. He simply hurled the fuel at the neighboring rooftops, followed by makeshift fire-bombs.

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