Occasionally there would be cries of pain that followed after a slap or thud.
The men nearby did not display any displeasure from this but instead laughed.
"Ahaaha it seems she has begun to put up a struggle."
"Heh he always seems to break them to quickly."
"Hehe brothers, before she is broken by him how about we all take a turn?"
"Sounds good! We have not captured such a beauty in a long time."
"Indeed, they must be a noble judging by their clothes. Do you think they will get revenge on us?"
"Sigh, do not think too much. They could not be all that powerful of an influence if they cannot even afford to protect a carriage from our group."
"Yes! Nothing to worry about. It is probably just some weak and powerless small noble family."
"Agreed. No need to worry. We got enough supplies from our last couple of attacks so we should be satisfied with enough food, drink and pleasure to last us a long time until we will need to go out again."
This group had formed from a those trapped outside of the walls and had to find their own way to survive but with each wrong decision and evil act that they committed against others, the more they begun to enjoy it.
It was no longer just for survival but instead for pleasure as if it was some sort of game to them.
Those that suffered under their hands were nothing but toys in their eyes and if they broke, they then began to look for others to replace them.
Many bodies had been discarded or buried within the surrounding forests and mountains after they had attacked and stolen from others on the road or passing through where they were staying.
Although they had yet to resort to eating human flesh to keep away their hunger, they had many times where they had become close to wanting to but each time they were able to come across a way to get enough to last them a little longer.
Many people were travelling to safer locations, taking risks to reach family members or attempting to transport goods in the difficult times and these people often became targets.
Even Ki's carriage had suffered the occasional attack during her journey to the various Blood Sect bases but was easily able to quickly remove any troublesome groups on her way.
However not every place she could reach or discover such groups like this one as they continued to prey on the weak for their own survival and pleasure.
The panting noises died down and a man exited the tent with a satisfied smirk on his face. "I heard what you were saying."
"Ah boss, do not worry about it."
"Yeah! So when is it our turn?"
"How about we take turns this time? I want some privacy with the pretty lady."
"Tsk... I was about to say the same."
However the man ignored them and answered. "Fine.. but the more time you have with her, the less food and drink you will receive."
"Tsk.."
"Just typical... well okay, for this young lady I am willing to give up a little for some alone time."
"I do not mind sharing..."
"Sigh.."
The young lady had been tortured by the leader for days after being captured and her torture would only continue.
She went through many stages of grief, despair and disgust as she continued endure the torment to her body and mind.
Her previous untouched and noble body had become tarnished by them, there was a time when she had many admirers but many days and weeks passed as she remained within the tent as their slave and plaything.
Unlike the other ladies before her, she was not so easily discarded and left to die because of her beauty that had previously let her enjoy the admiration and pursuit of many but now it was nothing but a curse for her.
Any suicide attempts were stopped, starving did not work as she was force fed and slowly she was turned into a lifeless puppet that satisfied their lust unable to escape or fight back against them.
Finally she reached the stage of acceptance of her overall circumstances and continued her life in this way.