Sylas sat in a luxurious room in silence. The corpse of the pink pig Demon had become nothing more than a pile of bones on a dining room table not far away.
He had chosen not to go out. If he was correct, Megean was long gone and there was nothing to gain. However, he didn't leave either.
If he was wrong and there was a treasure of some sort, the one to come back with it successfully would definitely be the Young Miss of the Barbed Chain Gang.
Regardless, he would learn of the truth. The best part? The next move he would make would be just the same.
Tie himself with the gang for the time being.
He needed information.
The scope of this world, as far as he knew, seemed no less than that of Earth. There was too much land to cover, and too many places Megean could be.
Then there was the elephant in the room…
What good was finding Megean alone?
