Natural elves, dark elves, and earth elves—all were here, but John saw no sign of the Blues Family members.
According to Lincoln, Chris and the others were supposed to be imprisoned here too.
John couldn't help but worry about the Blues Family's safety.
The Shadow Clan soldiers hadn't left yet, so, imitating Hamen's manner, he barked, "Stop dawdling and get to work!"
He noticed that the elves were in rough shape, clearly subjected to relentless mistreatment.
It seemed that all Skyline Continent races here were suffering.
"Filthy lapdog!" hissed a cold female voice, followed by a spat of saliva landing at his feet.
It was Tanya, the dark elf.
John felt a flash of anger but quickly reminded himself—he was Hamen now.
Tanya's disgust wasn't directed at him, but at Hamen.
"Sister Tanya, don't be impulsive," whispered another elf beside her, casting a resentful glare at John as well.
