Chapter 148. Duel with the Red Monk
Author: Sikky Turner
last update2026-02-07 22:03:15

The bridge screamed before it broke. Wood snapped under Rick’s foot, the sound sharp and short, lost in the roar of wind rushing through the canyon.

He shifted his weight without stopping. The rope rail tore free behind him. Planks fell and vanished into the fog below.

Ahead, a figure waited. The man stood barefoot on the last intact section of bridge. Red cloth wrapped his torso and arms, soaked dark with old stains.

Prayer beads hung from his neck, each bead carved with tiny runes. His head
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