Chapter 76

Stepping out of the megatower and back into the noise of the city, Roqi finally felt some of the pressure in his chest begin to ease. The streets were still filthy and grimy, but at least he wasn’t inside that place anymore.

The black market hadn’t been chaotic—in fact, it had its own kind of twisted order.

There were no prisoners in shackles, no screams of torment echoing through the air. And yet, everything on those shelves had reeked of dried blood.