chapter 33 sneak peek!
Tartarus is inescapable. Especially with one leg. It’s in the middle of absolutely nowhere, with easily ten separate walls blocking out the world. They’re pretty liberal about who they send here, but for the most part, it’s yakuza and Hassaikai stragglers, free-lance villains, mercenaries, former League members like Moonfish and Muscular, and even some vigilanties that got in trouble that they couldn’t run from. Now, a current League member could be added to the mix, yours truly.
Sitting on my cot, I glared down at where my leg used to be. I tore the pant leg off, as it kept getting caught in the hinges of my prosthetic. They did fit me with that dinky little prosthetic, and it did the job, but it would fall apart if I tried to rip it off and use it like a weapon. I could finally walk again, although with a limp, after forced physical therapy, before they stuck me in here. Apparently due process of the law doesn’t exist when you’re someone like me.