The Man’s Decree – Chapter 5509

"Let's move," Flaxseed murmured, voice thin against the wind.

Jared answered with a curt nod. Together, they leaned into the gale that ruled the wastes and set off.

Across the open flats, the storm howled like a pride of starving beasts. Sand, sharp as needle-thin silver, slapped their faces until the skin throbbed and their lips tasted iron.

They had hardly left Blackwind City by five hundred kilometers when the wind carried a new sound-steel ringing, men cursing, throats roaring for blood.

"Someone's fighting up ahead..." Flaxseed squinted into the blur, pupils narrowing like a predator scenting fresh kill.