Blood Crystals? What the fuck were blood crystals? These were the thoughts going through the sentry's head as he stared at a strangely dressed young man. Who had miraculously survived the artillery barrage, and appeared before him not a second after the hit was confirmed.
If he had not seen Zane practically appear out of thin air with his own eyes. Then the sentry would not dare believe it had someone else reported it to him. The town of Hawthorne had been isolated for the last six months. Surviving entirely on its own.
Things were tough without any outside support. There was no doubt about that. After all they weren't exactly in the most arable of land, nor were there any major ranches within the immediate vicinity who they could rely on for food.
