Chapter thirty two
Gerald
We were now headed for Delta.
The Delta settlement.
It was the worst thing after the hideout of rogues. A place that reeked of death and bad intentions, like the world's trash had been dumped there to rot.
If rogues were there rot in the world. Delta settlement was the festering wound they thrived on. It had all kinds of creatures: wolves who'd abandoned their packs, humans who dealt with the darkest corners of trade, even those who weren't supposed to exist anymore. Vampires, shifters, shadow-creatures, witches.
They all came here to drink, gamble, and buy and sell whatever sick thing their hearts desired. At least on the outskirts.
To most, it was just another bustling, lawless city, but to me, it was a disgusting hellhole for degenerates. A settlement th
