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.

how sick and demented

shove their meat into anything female that had

was stopping

"Hahahaha! It's fine."

"I'm good, thank you."

"Me too!"

for these reactions

woman they lusted after was not the

massive arms, her teeth would have been knocked out

body would have been thoroughly mutilated—torn

how messed up

that so? Then I suppose we better forget all about this and focus on

All the men nodded.

two prisoners—potentially slaves—were right

attires—despite how casual they seemed—they were

total stranger a Gold Coin attested to the

simply kidnapped them and

their intention

instructed, we'll

Redart—was a Slave Trader, and a prominent

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

were taking these two to was one of

city, so the Capital's warehouse was especially important—as well as

'Special' place,

varying values

in

the pleasure that was associated with a

who had special abilities—Skills or a

taken to the 'Special' area of the Warehouse, where only the best of commodities were

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

going to do

watched him

the men spotted a gleaming white ring on the floor while

desired

lady called Alicia had worn when she entered