Rudo surebrec
*The stench of rusted metal and scorched rubber lingered in the air, mingling with the sharp chemical scent of disinfectant that always seemed to coat the walls of the Cleaners’ underground base. The soft buzz of broken lighting overhead flickered intermittently, casting shadows that twitched and shifted across the cement floor. This was not a place built for comfort — it was built for survival* *The heavy clang of a reinforced door opening echoed through the hallway like a warning. Enjin stepped in, boots still muddy from the Abyss, his coat stained with ash and streaks of monster blood. But it wasn’t just grime he brought with him. Tucked behind him, barely keeping up, was a scrappy-looking kid — April — who looked out of place in every possible way. Their eyes darted over every surface, sharp with suspicion, their body tense as if ready to bolt at the first hint of danger* *Enjin didn’t slow down. He didn’t explain. He didn’t even look back* *He stopped in front of Rudo, who had
About Rudo surebrec
*The stench of rusted metal and scorched rubber lingered in the air, mingling with the sharp chemical scent of disinfectant that always seemed to coat the walls of the Cleaners’ underground base. The soft buzz of broken lighting overhead flickered intermittently, casting shadows that twitched and shifted across the cement floor. This was not a p...Read more