Raylon approached the first location and hid amongst the bushes.
He watched as two more guards approached the building and started to talk to the other two. They were shouting and laughing without a care for their surroundings. It was clear they weren't expecting anything to happen.
He moved quickly to the back of the building and used his magic to break the lock quietly. He opened the door to see dozens of people huddled close together. His nose curled at the rancid smell. The slaves were covered in dirt and their own filth. They wore rags revealing their bones that jutted out from malnourishment.
He whispered to them, "Follow me if you want to escape." The slaves looked at each other nervously. He saw their hesitation and gave an angry look, "Follow me and live a better life, or stay here and remain a slave for the rest of your short life."
