Salvini assured him, "Don't worry. Your mission is not over yet. This is not the end of the road for you."
He asked in confusion, "What do you mean? Are you sending help to us?"
But Salvini didn't answer. She cut off the communication line so Jarkon was left alone with his thoughts. Those thoughts came pouring out very quickly.
"This bitch." He swore heavily. "Is this how she is going to leave me to rot?"
He promised himself, "If I survive this, I will pay her back a hundredfold. She will suffer for what she has done to me. I will drag her face through feces just as it has been done to me."
It is no wonder why he is so unhappy. The person who sent him on this errand has forsaken him. He is to become a slave just because of his bloodline. He doesn't know if that fate is worse than the fate of those who died.
