Chapter 548

• Kian shrugs, his expression hard. “It means they have a sense of self-preservation. Like a virus in a host.”
• “They don’t do anything out of a sense of loyalty,” Malix adds, a muscle in his cheek jumping as he clenches his jaw. “They just hurt us. Constantly. In so many ways.”
• He doesn’t elaborate on that, but I don’t need him to. He’s probably thinking about the sister he lost, or his mother, who’s dead now just like Kian’s and Frost’s.