C1851 The Destroyer of Brand

The Night Duke brought the vehicle to a gradual halt.

Peering through the open window, the passengers turned their gaze to the road ahead.

At the base of an arched hillside stood a young man, unabashedly out of place.

Sporting a Korean-style spiky haircut and a toothpick perched on his thick lips, the oversized gold chain swinging across his chest was strikingly conspicuous