SIXTY
Callum looked at the ruin of the citadel. Grenades had proved effective in taking down large groups of the freaks, but it had made a mess of the place where wardens had come together to decide the best way to protect humankind.
At least, that had been the goal for hundreds of years, until those in command had become so puffed up with their own importance, and the supposed superiority of the wardens as a whole, that they schemed to make sure they would never be rendered obsolete. To think, for the last decade, he had been following the orders of generals who were willing to sacrifice their own people to make sure the freak virus was never eradicated.
That was in the past. Not only had Justice been successful in completing the ritual that had cleansed the world of the freak virus fo
