It appeared that the reason they were brought here was because of the dungeon. To be used as disposables to help the adventurers clear the dungeon.
This was his chance, with the place oozing with monsters, he would have numerous opportunities to die. The weretiger was determined to his fate, but maybe somewhere in his heart, he was still unresigned.
Maybe because he still wanted revenge. To tear these bastards apart who used the demihumans especially the females as nothing but pleasure relieving tools.
A fate of a slave especially a female was very miserable. He wondered what happened to the females of his tribe who were enslaved. Maybe they have already died? Or maybe they are still living just like the ones in front of him, suffering every day?
This was a nightmare but just like everything in this world, the nightmare too came to an end one day.
