Stepping through the doors of my basement with the first crate of weapons in my arms, I instantly froze. What I saw on the other side was totally unexpected.
"HMM! MMHHMMMM!"
Stuck in the shadowy corner of the same room where we were attacked before, Ayda was trying to wrestle her body from the hands of people holding her down. Having both her hands and legs tied up only made her efforts more desperate, all the while she continued to try to say something despite the wet cloth stuffing her mouth.
"This is not the type of welcome that I expected."
Calmly summing the situation up, I looked at half-circle of people surrounding me. Their weapons barred, their faces tense with determination. For a moment, I could see how does the face of a human resigned to die looks like.
And then something snapped.
"Begone, you monster."
