"I'll go with you, Yelina. I want to see what those bastards do to innocent people with my own eyes," Batholem stated, his hand visibly trembling. Yelina glanced at him, noting the tension in his grip and the slight quiver in his voice.
'He's probably angry... and scared,' she thought to herself, feeling a pang of guilt.
"Alright, Batholem , but brace yourself. It won't be easy to watch," Yelina replied, a note of warning in her voice.
"Before you all head out, take these bags," Aurianna interrupted, tossing each of them a small storage pouch.
Shuwi caught hers with a puzzled look. "What's inside?" he asked, examining the pouch.
"Devices I call 'suckers,'" Aurianna replied, a smirk playing on her lips. "They can destroy slave collars and markings. They also create an illusion to make everything appear... normal, in case anyone happens to pass by."
