116: Cannon Fodder
Author: Red Phoenix.
last update2025-06-24 23:21:25

Zora kept glancing at Kai as they moved with the group, her brows slightly furrowed, thoughts loud in her head. For someone who always walked alone, always scoffed at working with others, it was strange—unsettling even—that Kai had agreed to team up with these strangers so easily. This man who had once told her that "teams slow you down and noise gets you killed" was now walking side by side with a dozen strangers… and not even complaining?

She was shocked, but not entirely displeased. Deep down, she was glad. They were in a dangerous forest crawling with unknown creatures, and having more people—especially ones who looked like they knew what they were doing—felt oddly reassuring.

Still, Zora being Zora, she couldn’t keep quiet for long. She leaned closer as they moved along the thick brush. “I thought you hated walking in groups,” she said, half-whispering, half-accusing.

Kai didn’t even turn his head. He gave a lazy shrug, voice calm. “These ones are different,” he said. “Stronger.
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