An Extra’s POV

"Haha! Is it all done?"

A burly man, robust with a bulging stomach appeared from the inner recesses of the 'staff-only' room.

He had blood stains on his hand, and each finger had rings on them. His fat-ridden body moved slowly as he cleaned his bloodied hands with a rag and flung it to the side once he was done.

"Oh, Leader? Did you kill that woman already?" One of the men who had secured both Alicia and Billy said with a somewhat disappointed face.

"What do you think?" The fat man answered with a twisted grin.

His hands were meant to be clean now, but stains of red still appeared in some areas.

"I-I see… I shouldn't have even asked."

In all honesty, this man—as well as the rest of his six comrades—wanted to have his way with her.

He had been looking forward to enjoying the waitress for some time now.

'When we killed her Boss and took over this shop, I expected my time to come soon…'

He felt frustrated that his Leader had done away with her already.

"She intentionally tripped, that woman. I was watching everything that happened with my Skill." The robust man said with a smirk.

"I had to… punish her."

The sadistic gleam in his eyes told the men that watched him that it wasn't a quick experience for the poor lady.

She must have suffered intensely.

"Her corpse is still there, if you want to have a go. I tried to keep her in as good a shape as possible."

As the robust man said this, he brought a coin out of his sleeve and tossed it in the air, before picking it up from the air and placing it in his pouch.

"At least I got a reward for my troubles…" He chuckled silently.

The men who watched him didn't move. They remained in their positions despite already having the permission to fulfill their carnal desires.

"What's the matter? Is it because she's a corpse now? It's not like you've not done it that way before." He chuckled.

He wasn't wrong.

man, Gus, knew how sick

would shove their meat into anything female that had

what was stopping them this

"Hahahaha! It's fine."

"I'm good, thank you."

"Me too!"

reactions towards

lusted after was not the

would have been smashed to a pulp by Gus' massive arms, her teeth would have been knocked

would have been thoroughly mutilated—torn

was how messed

so? Then I suppose we better forget all

All the men nodded.

prisoners—potentially slaves—were

attires—despite how casual they seemed—they were

even gave a total stranger a Gold Coin attested to

them

that wasn't their intention at

the Boss instructed, we'll

Slave Trader, and

in the Southern Parts of the United Human Alliance, and men like Gus and his minions were only a fraction of the people

they were taking these two to was

existed in a city, so the Capital's warehouse was especially

place,

had varying values placed on

in the streets—were

when it came to regular folks, since the pleasure that was associated with a female slave seemed to outweigh the labor

or a

the 'Special' area of the

you already know what to do. I'm off to take a shit. When I come back,

room knew what Gus was truly going to do

watched

gleaming white ring on the floor

desired the waitress

one that the lady called