Explosion

As Julian stood in front of the approaching carriages, he wore a tired nonchalant sour look on his face.

The sound of the approaching carriages became louder and louder, and the sour look on his face became even more so as he recalled the look on Sidney's face.

"Damn freeloader..." He said as he recalled the words that he told to Sidney, "why the hell did I even tell him that?..." He thought to himself.

A few images flashed through his mind, one where he was on the floor with someone standing over him, with a hot rod, one where he stood over dead bodies, one where he cried in the rain, one where he was freezing and had frostbite on his fingertips.

As the images flashed through, his face became even more sour, "pfft! Hell? You haven't seen shit yet" he said as he raised up his hand.

The carts were now up close, and the very first one stopped right in front of Julian.

Seeing him, the guard riding shotgun was the first to hop off and walk towards Julian, who had a nonchalant look on his
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