Back at the swamps...
The masked leader, Devon, was deeply focused on the news. Thoughts were racing up and down his mind. Even though he was disturbed, his demeanour was as calm as ever. He was planning his next moves just like Nathan was... Unless there was a mastermind hidden behind him, working from the shadows just like he had been doing this entire time.
No one accurately knew about his location. Not even the swamp-dwelling retards. Yet he had suspicions that the syndicate knew more than they were letting out. And Nathan's statement that monsters weren't the only ones the syndicate was focusing on, made it obvious.
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