Blood on the Asphalt biker
Across his rusted gas tank, a brutal, unforgiving motto had been spray-painted in thick white letters: Blood on the asphalt.
Dax stared at the Revers, his amber eyes narrowing as he evaluated the threat. He recognized the look of a hardened crew that had survived the apocalypse by refusing to yield to it.
"Mercenaries," Captain Reyes said, stepping onto the catwalk behind us. She looked down at the chaotic army with deep suspicion. "You broadcast an open invitation, Steele. You didn't just invite the innocent. You invited killers, thieves, and opportunists. And I guarantee you, Neo-Angeles has spies mixed into that crowd."
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