Chapter 280 – Broken
"What will these children be used for?" Anthropologist asked, his rocky brown skin gleaming faintly under the artificial sun of the dungeon.
He wore a black-and-white tunic draped over his entire body, looking like one of those ancient sages who renounced desire and lived a life of temperance.
Something he certainly wasn't doing.
He sat cross-legged on a chair carved from smooth stone, sipping a cup of tea that exuded a soft herbal fragrance, something between honeyleaf and fresh greens.
He asked his question while glancing toward Vaela, who stood in her usual attire: a crimson robe and a bloodied mask concealing her face.
At her sides stood Abomination and Ruined. A short distance away, Spider crouched on the grassy field, surrounded by the children.
