C291 Ekesis

"Damn it! Do I look like a beggar? In the apocalypse, whose clothes aren't torn? And where would one even go to beg for food?" Egil stood in the center of the temple hall, turning to face the guard who had rushed in with news, his expression one of disbelief.

The guard, taken aback by Egil's brazen presence, was momentarily speechless, his face a picture of shock