Inside the warehouse of the human auction house, Leo stood near the doorway, facing a pile of shattered cage fragments and the slaves still cowering inside them.
They huddled within the broken cages, trembling, their eyes filled with a terror that made Leo frown beneath his mask.
Some bore fresh wounds, while others carried the scars of old injuries that had healed. Around every neck was a slave collar; removing them forcefully would trigger an explosion, requiring a specific key to take off safely.
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