Blackwell escaped through the dark and dense forest. Running as fast as his legs could carry him. He had just experienced the most gruesome execution of his life. The bodies of his men being cut open, soaking the earth with their blood.

“Hello? Come to wood heart now!”

Thankfully his burn phone was still strapped to his body.

Their emergent intervention saved him from the claws of death. There was nothing he hated for than being dependent and for the next week he was. Ryan Morales had ...