Dead End Spawn

WhiskeyTango leaned back against the cold stone wall, turning her crossbow over in her hands as if it were a puzzle she was trying to work out.

"It gets worse," she said flatly.

"The Ghouls you've been dealing with? That's just the warm-up.

"As time goes on, nights out here on the ice are going to get a lot more dangerous. The elite-level creatures—even boss-tier monsters that usually only show up