Chapter 81 - 81: Vermin of the Waste

Kian Voss returned to the Sanctum with the new recruits, but as he looked at the four figures he had just "saved," his amusement began to sour.

First, there was Caleb, the legless ex-soldier. He sat in his chair, staring at the stumps of his knees with a hollow, self-pitying expression. This was the idiot who had drunkenly wandered into a minefield and dragged his entire family into the abyss.

Then there was Kael, the younger brother. He was barely twenty, but he was a physical specimen—nearly two meters tall with arms as thick as a normal man's thighs. He possessed the raw "Peak Human" physiology common among the PDF's recruitment stock. But right now, his face was a mask of cold resentment. He looked at the brewery around him, then at Kian, his eyes burning with a silent accusation. He seemed to blame Kian's trade for his brother's alcoholism and their family's ruin.

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