53 The Chieftain of Centaurs 6yr

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That night, the skies of Vance City weren't peaceful.
It was at a small market outside a mining area. It was also a place where many underground trade deals were done.
After all, this market was rather far from the city and there were only broken slums in the surroundings. Movements would leave behind traces, making it hard for an ambush to succeed, thus effectively preventing assaults from other gangs.
Even so, there was still a messy graveyard here that was used to bury those unlucky fellows who thought that this was a safe land and ended up sleeping here.
The residents here were also used to overlooking the scene of two trading parties failing to come to an agreement and breaking out in a fight.
At this moment, another trade wasn't successfully negotiated and both parties came to blows. If I had to point out something different about it, then I could only say that the scale of this conflict was slightly bigger…
The injured Ancient Red Dragon was howling in agony. The big window opened in its abdomen continued to bleed and her wings were tied together tightly by a pitch-black spider silk, unable to spread it open at all.
"Want to eat, but Ah Pa don't allow…"
The gigan