🦊 Планета Флерантор, осколки человечества 🦊

“I remember all your failures, you scoundrel,” one could have read on Captain Hryashch’s face if he had been just a little more perceptive, but he wasn't. “Go to the northern forest. A squad will meet you at the gate,” Almus began his briefing. “A strange formation has appeared in the forest. Destroy it. That’s all. You’re free!” The captain implied that it was the snow-covered forest north of the settlement of sufferers. Not the western one. And definitely not the chthonic one.