Fiona's gaze quickly changed to one of disgust. She could already guess this was one of the places where the trafficked people ended up.
They were used as sick entertainment. Getting used for sex relief was already the best-case scenario.
"Show us your storage," Malacai ordered, changing the topic.
He wanted to know if he could get some more useful talismans or, even better, a rune that could be used for teleportation.
That way, Eleanor and the others would be safer.
The security guard, with no choice, led them deeper inside.
Passing through the hallway, Malacai could see a few labels on the road: Entertainment Area and Dormitory Area, and then they entered the Armory.
"Go back to your post now. Act like we were never here. When there is someone we need, send them here," Malacai gave another order.
