As that possibility formed, the way Addison looked at him changed. Her gaze sharpened as she began carefully scrutinizing the man in front of her.
What made him different from the others?
Aside from his explosive strength… could he truly help them hold the line? Or would he simply take advantage of the chaos and escape the moment he was released?
"Can you help fight on the front line?" Addison asked.
Her voice was steady, but inside, she knew she didn't have many options left. She needed someone powerful enough to hold the line while she searched for whatever was attracting the monsters to the camp.
The man slowly lifted his head.
"Why should I?" he replied with a taunting smirk.
But the moment his eyes met Addison's face, something in his expression changed.
