The walls are closing in on Dray and his desperate crew, and this time, it's not a bigger gang with sharper blades. Word's out on the streets, whispered over plates of free pork: The Scum Kings. A methodical See agent is systematically gathering names and faces, not with threats, but with the insidious kindness the Shallows rarely sees. Every desperate local eating the agent's food is another nail in their collective coffin, turning the very people Dray has preyed upon into unwitting informants.