An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

In the inn, Dustin changed into clean clothes and sneezed. “I wonder who’s talking about me,” he mumbled, rubbing his nose.

Then, he left the room and headed to the dining hall. The dining area, originally a school cafeteria, was quite spacious. It covered around 600 to 700 square feet and easily fit over a hundred people.

“Over here.”

Grace waved at him as he walked in. He made his way over, noticing a table adorned with more than a dozen mouth -watering dishes.

“Our chef whipped up these dishes, so feel free to dig. They’re not just tasty but also safe,” she assured.

all.” Dustin chuckled, sliding into a seat before diving into the food without a

call to be careful when you’re out and about, especially in the outskirts of the Deadlands. You never

and women dressed in green, wielding swords, barged into the inn. They exuded a powerful presence and had sharp gazes. It seemed they were disciples of the martial world’s

at the forefront. He

place look a bit rundown? I mean, there’s so much filth around. How can we even eat here?” a girl in a ponytail remarked,

this time around. We’ll just have to make the

let’s just grab

she spotted a tidy table and said,

replied with a bright smile, signaling the

promptly spat it out. “Ugh! What’s this?