The saloon went silent. The tension was a physical weight, a coiled spring waiting to snap. Silas knew the routine. He’d lived this story a thousand times across a thousand different installs. He was the ghost in the machine, the compressed legend of the high plains. "Draw," the stranger barked.
The stranger rose, a mountain of a man with a rusted badge pinned to a chest that hadn't known a law in years. "This land is Lawless, Vane. We don't take kindly to efficiency." Lawless West (MULTi5) – [DODI Repack]
He wasn't here for gold, and he certainly wasn't here for justice. He was here because the crew had sent word: the West was wide open, stripped of its laws, and ready for a new kind of pioneer. The saloon went silent