Thanks to our sister being a Sanctorium priestess, we managed to enter the city. The people in the city seems to be just as restless as the refugees crowding up the city entrance, some blaming the latter for what catastrophe will soon befall the city.
We met a young man who seems to have a death wish; Rather than wait to get drafted by the Consortium to serve at the frontlines, he volunteered. His mother couldn't be anymore disappointed. He is simply not ready. That's where we come in. She asked if we could train her son.
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