The clothes he wore today suited him better. Although it looked rather faded, it covered the worrying scars on his ankles and calves,

He stood under the shade of a tree opposite the road. He looked a little down.

Zion led his men across the road. They then surrounded him.

Steve looked somewhat normal today. He did not wear his hooded sweatshirt and seemed to have washed his face.

A youthful aura seemed to emanate from his very bones. He was ...