Chapter 1199 High Priestess Gina

• Far inside Hell's mountain spine, a lonely summit knifed into char–colored clouds.
• Gina stood at its crest, wind tugging her cloak, gaze sweeping the black ravines below. Two guards in midnight garb flanked her, masks hiding every trace of fear.
• "High Priestess, nearly every member of the Seashore Gang lies dead," one guard said, his voice thin against the roar of the gale. "What are your orders now?"