It was a nearly insurmountable challenge for Connor.

He was still so small. It was devastating for him both physically and mentally.

The tall and slender boy had a few other kids at his side. He seemed to be the leader of the group.

The boy's frame was slender, and his collarbone was very pronounced.

It was clear that he had a rough life and was a little malnourished. But the boy didn't possess the naivete of kids his age.

His eyes reminded Olivia of an alpha male of a wolf pack. They were filled with ruthlessness and authority.

"The kid's name is Titus. He might be young, but he's an orphan we found on the battlefield up north.

"He was eating corpses for sustenance when we found him. He often had to fight against vultures for food."

Olivia gagged at the thought. "He ate human meat!"

"Rotten meat, to be precise. Humans would do anything to survive. He would have eaten dirt if he had to. Titus was the name he gave himself.

"He never knew his parents. He was on the verg