C1882 CHAPTER1882 THE CULPRIT

Hundreds lay dead or wounded, with only a few survivors brought back.

"Who sent you here?" Sam Moreels asked, his gaze growing colder as he surveyed the captives. Though he doubted this was the work of that notorious city leader, some things were unpredictable. The harsh reality was undeniable.

"No comment!" one of the masked captives replied defiantly, exuding a sense of unyielding strength