Chapter 31: He Bought Insurance from Me

Boneblade was unconscious, his hands and feet bound. He was currently being carried on the shoulder of a burly man. Next to the burly man was a hunch-backed old man in a black leather jerkin. Perhaps because of his back, the man didn’t bother wearing a mask. He had messy gray hair, a face full of wrinkles, and cold eyes. All-in-all, he had a somber and desolate air. The fluctuations he emanated made it obvious he was past the level of Sergeant Thunder and Captain Bloodshadow; he was in the...