Chapter 29

Rath.

"Scythe, huh? That's one bada$$ as.sas$in," Raider remarked, puffing on his cigar like some detective in a noir film. "Although he's not exactly the best in close-range combat."

"Why?" I asked, intrigued.

"A scythe swipes off anything in its path. He didn't want resistance—or blood—on ...

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