“Tea walking makes me stressed. Look what

make me do it, Sir. Lon, when I find you…”

The soldier who was attacked stood up, with his hand

On the arm.

— Thank you very much...

— …I'LL BREAK YOUR FU##### FACE!

Liv sank her gloves and the toe of her boot into the ground and

created a momentum that threw her against a cluster

of perished people who rose without stopping.

PG. 282