(Unova Syndicate -Frontier Region)
(Oreciuam Prime- Temporary Housing Zone)
"Is there a healer anywhere?! I can pay the credits upfront!"
"So… how many men did you lose? I swear those military officers are going to work us to death…"
"Old John is opening up a drinking booth by the corner… I heard he brought some pleasure slaves from the Quate system… now I'm not really into webbed feet… but…"
Sophie frowned slightly as she navigated her way through the sprawling labyrinth of booths, shabby tents and drinking houses.
The intense killing intent surrounding her body managed to persuade the numerous pickpockets roaming about the marketplace that she was not an easy target.
Still even the few that were extremely brave or foolish tended to learn their lesson when Sophie's bladed appendages sliced off their outstretched hands.
Two days had passed since arriving on this artificially constructed planet and the fighting had only intensified.
