High up in the sky, the sun beamed hot and intensely while the white clouds roaming there in it were barely blocking its rays from heating up the day hard, harsh and hot. It was mid noon and all human slaves were at the heart of working very hardly during the day within a part around the Eldrix Castle outer area.
As common as it is, no slave would voluntarily work hardly because after all, slaves are forced to work — not for their selfish gains but to satisfy their master's wants — if to turn up stubborn. The Rule of the Strongest normally has the weakest constantly pressed with the pushing force of agony as far as a System Changing Factor is not available to refresh matters for good.