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Chapter 7 - Chapter 7

Waking up, Cilia washed up and went down to enjoy breakfast, just to find a message left by Jamie on her doorstep.

According to him he would wait at her next objective.

She didn't give it much of a thought and started preparing herself. During her travel she had already continued her training with the darkness element, advancing her progress greatly. The darkness element would be the best infiltration too coupled with her space mastery.

She wore a skirt, coupled with a dark shirt and black boots. making sure all entrances were closed, Cilia changed her appearance again, making herself a bit shorter and turning herself into an elf as they were commonly known as the most trustworthy races of this world, just after the already extinct race of the Jakun.

With black hair and brown eyes, cilia changed even the size of her breast as she made them smaller to make herself more inconspicuous. Noticing that she was looking like a barely adult elven woman, that had probably escaped from her Master after becoming a slave, Cilia quickly added a broken slave collar. She wanted to be able to have a way out even if she was caught.

Although slavery was banned, because of the unrest's all over the world, getting prisoners and turning them into slaves, slaves were a lucrative business as there were many, wanting to have their own personal pet.

The black market was thriving after the huge influx of humans arriving on the continent. They could easily be sold without having to fear a country sending soldiers to deal with them.

Having prepared everything she needed, Cilia donned a cloak and fused into the shadows as she left her room through the window.

According to her information, the slave trader would leave his office for 1 hour to check up on the slaves.

Making sure her way was unobstructed Cilia dashed right trough the office window, that had been opened with her magic.

She had already used 30 minutes to sneak through the building as such she had to hurry and find the objective fast.

Time ticked by as she carefully searched every inch of the office. Finally finding it after 15 minutes Cilia was elated that she had so easily taken care of her first task.

Hours later she slapped herself for thinking like that. Karma was a bitch and everyone knew it. Suddenly the door to the office suddenly opened while she was still 5 meters away from the window. "Shouldn't have said that."

The slave trader Udger had just ended a very profitable transaction and was happy. He was thinking of getting a drink after dealing with the remaining paperwork. After 30 minutes of bartering he had sold a very pricey slave, that would be delivered to her new owner in a few days.

Entering his office, Udger was shocked to find a slave trying to escape from him, through his office window. Quickly reacting he called the guards as the slave sprinted to her freedom. Unluckily for her although he didn't look like it, he was a powerful dwarves mage, that had made his name in the underworld of Andra.

He had arrived 40 years ago and he was powerful enough to back this up.

Closing the window with his magic the guards stormed into his office and swarmed the intruder.

„Throw her into my personal dungeon, I'll deal with her myself for trying to escape from me."

He was amused, it had been years since a slave had gotten so close to freedom although only a few had succeeded. Most were later killed by his man as they pursued them with the help of the collar.

Canceling his appointments for tomorrow, Udger started working on the paperwork, wanting to finish everything so he could have his fun tomorrow without anyone disturbing him.

Cilia knew she was fucked when she saw Udger, he was as powerful as her and she would be able to beat him, but he had hundreds of guards which were on their way here.

She quickly analyzed her situation and made a corresponding plan.

Struggling desperately, she was easily subdued by the guards. She knew she could only escape by getting caught now.

At least she was able to get the missions objective. She only needed to escape.

While getting carried away by the guards as she continued to act to struggle, Cilia was able to see the horrors happening around her. Stopping here struggle, Cilia was only able to helplessly look on as slaves were tortured and raped around her.

One of the guards escorting her, left them to entre a huge cell. The only thing she was able to hear was the screams of a young woman, begging to be let go as the guards escorting me laughed at her futile attempts.

Cilia could only image the situation in the cell, while I heard the continuous sobs of a woman and the clapping of flesh against flesh.

What she saw after coming close to the cell, was the young elven woman being choked while the guard was having fun with her, while oblivious about the fact that sheets close to death.

Hearing the laughing of the guards surrounding her, her expression tuned frosty as one of the guards mocked her.

„Don't worry, the boss won't treat you like her! You probably won't even have the will to live after he is done with you."

Arriving at a huge room, that looked more like a bedroom than a prison, one of the guards slowly opened the door and chained Cilia to the wall.

She was unable to move for more than 2 meters.

„Don't worry to much, for your last meal we will be luxurious and give you fresh bread! You should thank us!"

Told her the guards while leaving her chained.

Observing the room, Cilia was able to make out multiple instruments for torture and an installation that looked like an X with cuffs at each end.

Having overheard the conversation of the guards, Cilia knew she would temporarily be safe until the next day as she fell asleep on the ground.

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WARNING! R18 and a bit of Gore.

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It was necessary for the plot, I didn't want to write it either.

First and last time I'll write gore, had to write this shit in school too....

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IT IS POSSIBLE TO IGNORE THE REMAINDER OF THE CHAPTER, SUMMARY WILL BE IN THE NEXT ONE!

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Waking up, Cilia was assaulted with the smell of blood and endless screams coming from the other side of the room.

Opening her eyes, Cilia quickly covered back in fear as she was stopped by the chains around her neck, feet and arms.

Unable to move and with screams of devastating pain getting hurled all over the room, Cilia was barely able to save up enough courage to look up to see what was happening.

She was unable to think anything as the scene before her was branded into her mind.

She was terrified, she wasn't even able to think straight anymore as the scene continued to be played in her mind.

All she saw was the already red painted room covered in blood. A young looking woman, approximately 21 years old, was chained up on the X she had previous seen.

Udger had bloodied hands, as he continued ramming his thing between the screaming woman's legs, while tearing her breast open with his teeth.

The woman was begging to be killed as she wailed in desperation. No will to live was found in the woman's eyes after being tortured and raped by him. Her cries just increased after he finished and walked away, just to come back. She only had 6 remaining fingers and she was bleeding everywhere. Her faze had already been sealed.

Slowly her cries started to die down as Udger continued on.

Even after her death he didn't stop until he was satisfied.

Being satisfied, he turned to Cilia with a crazed look in his eyes.

He left her alone as guards came to clean up the mess.

"Feel excited, I've prepared high quality potions and taken the whole day off tomorrow so that we can have fun."

Cilia was mortified, she was still considered to be sheltered. She had never killed anybody, but one thing was clear, she had to kill him before she would even be able to think about running away.

This would be an event that would forever be branded into her mind, following her for years to come.