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.

knew how sick and demented his men

meat into anything female

what was stopping

"Hahahaha! It's fine."

"I'm good, thank you."

"Me too!"

reactions towards Gus was

that the woman they lusted after was not the one they were going to meet behind

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

been thoroughly

how messed up Leader

suppose we better forget all about this and focus on

All the men nodded.

slaves—were right

on their expensive-looking attires—despite how casual they seemed—they were quite

that the lady even gave a total stranger a Gold

men could have simply kidnapped them and waited

wasn't their intention at

we'll take

Boss—Evals Redart—was a Slave Trader, and a prominent one

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

were taking these two to was

kind existed in a city, so the Capital's warehouse was especially important—as well

'Special' place, right?

values placed

in the streets—were common commodities that weren't

that

who had special abilities—Skills or a useful

'Special' area of the Warehouse, where only the

off to take a shit. When I come back, we'll

was truly going to do in the restroom, but no one said

watched

gleaming white ring on the

man that desired

the one that the lady called