'Those two have potential. They're still weak now, but once they've grown stronger, they could be a major asset.'
'Helping them before they get strong is the perfect opportunity to win their loyalty.'
Stella Sterling liked being a lone wolf, but that didn't mean she enjoyed charging in recklessly. The longer this went on, the harder it would be for individuals to survive. Everyone had to band together.
In this life, if she had the chance to build her own faction, she wouldn't let it slip by.
She quickly threw on her coat, zipped it up, took out her large blade, and headed downstairs.
'A simple blade is more than enough for a few small-time thugs,' she mused. 'I don't even need a weapon, really. I'm just bringing it to scare them and make things easier.'
As she descended, somewhere in the teens, she spotted a familiar figure from behind. Hearing the noise, the person turned around—it was Lily Pence.
