"Bred..." Hammer recognized the voice instantly, quickly disengaging from his fight with Guding and turning his wary gaze toward the comer. What he saw next furrowed his brows even more, for Bred was not alone—he was backed by twelve formidable figures.
Bred appeared barely in his twenties, handsome with a sickly pale complexion and a thin frame, giving off the impression of a reclusive, malnutritioned, harmless homebody. Yet, no one would surmise that this Bred, with such an unassuming appearance, was indeed the top prison tyrant of Lieben Prison.
