That experience was less terrifying than Duster imagined. Rialynn's father seemed nice, but he was thankful that the Heroes were left alone. Still, he walked away from the man by the stove, hoping to remain beneath notice.

"It's fine, I slept outside often back home. Duster reached out to help Rialynn with the bedhsheets. "What's with the soldiers? Are they...putting you in danger?

Tazmily was no safer with the Pigmasks patrolling the streets, no matter how helpful to the locals they were. They had to be bad news.