Chapter 595

"Still want to eat? Eat filth instead!"

With a vicious snarl, a man hurled another body out of the crumbling house.

The sound of flesh striking dirt echoed-thud!-dust exploding into the air as the figure hit the ground. The man who landed writhed in the mud, his limbs twisted and useless, unable to rise. His throat worked, producing only guttural, broken moans.

It was Alpha Kordell.

Once the proud