Although the humans didn't understand how the hordes could speak and understand the human language. Nevertheless, it was quite useful in this case.
After getting stabbed a couple of times, the horde succumbed and led the group in the endless dunes.
In the underground, a group of hordes laughed, drinking a red liquid with satisfaction. Their hoarse voices echoed loudly with their continuous laughter reverberating in the underground building.
"What do you think about the humans that enter our territory?" A hoed asked, tearing a part of the meat and eating wildly.
"What do you expect? Since they dare enter our domain. They should be prepared to turn into our slaves and their use in our wines." Another voice responded with a shriek of laughter.
Hm!
A groan came from another part of the underground house and a human appeared with no clothes chained with marks of whip around her body. The woman's eyes were lifeless as she carried the tray toward the hordes.
