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.

sick and demented

would shove their meat into anything female

what was stopping them

"Hahahaha! It's fine."

"I'm good, thank you."

"Me too!"

these reactions towards Gus

after was not the one they

by Gus' massive arms, her teeth

thoroughly mutilated—torn apart in

was how messed up

I suppose we better forget all about this and focus

All the men nodded.

two prisoners—potentially slaves—were right

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

a total stranger a Gold Coin

have simply kidnapped them and waited for ransom from

their intention

the Boss instructed, we'll take them to

a Slave Trader, and a prominent one at

largest Slave Trade business in the Southern Parts of the United Human Alliance, and men like Gus and his minions

two to was one of the

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

place, right?

values placed on

slaves—like random beggars that were kidnapped in the streets—were common commodities that

the pleasure that was associated with a female slave seemed to outweigh the labor

special abilities—Skills or a useful Class—were valued

the

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

going to do in the restroom, but no one said

just watched

white ring on the floor while

that desired the waitress the

the one that the lady called Alicia had worn when she entered