Red Mist Volume 2: No More Heroes
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Six months have passed since Zilch's death, six months of blood, bullets, and survival. The Iron Vultures have changed.
No longer just a gang of thieves, they have evolved into something bigger, an underground agency for hire, operating out of a hidden clubhouse, and with a bigger organisation come new members. The crew is back, taking on more jobs from anyone willing to pay. Whether it's heists, extractions, smuggling, or mercenary work, the Vultures are making a name for themselves.
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