"Don't listen to her, she's just toying with us, look at that smile. You already know she's intent on killing all of us." One of the guards in the back said as he grabbed one of the slaves by the neck and aimed a sword at the neck.
"People like you are usually weak to hostages. Though seeing the look in your eyes, you probably don't care." He said while shrugging his shoulders.
"Perhaps. Though I wasn't kidding when I said there were better jobs out there than this. I'm not one to kill outright. Not my style anymore, I'll give y'all a second chance." Shiro smiled while suddenly teleporting behind the guards.
Sitting on the truck that held all of the slaves, Shiro rested her chin on her palm.
"So what's the verdict, will you join or will you fight till the end. Left for join, right for fight. Though if you're worried that I'll set down a spell then you can just attack me, I'll make your death swift." Shiro grinned as the guards looked at one another.
