The realization that they were sold out by the people that were supposed to have protected the carriages hit him.
Dylan wanted to say sothing but before he could, a slap landed squarely on his face.
He coughed up so blood.
The bandit guard had smacked him silly. "You do not say a word, scum!"
Dylan frowned as he looked at the bandit guard with intense malice. This provoked the bandit guard so more and he smacked him again and again, kicking Dylan in the stomach again and again.
Dylan spat out so more blood.
The bandit guard chuckled at the new look on Dylan’s face. It was always a delight to him whenever he was able to make the prisoners bend.
After which he lifted Dylan by the arm, pushing him forward. Dylan staggard a bit. Beast-n were indeed very strong, even without spiritual energy.
Those kicks felt like he was being hit by a horse.
Through different turns in the cave, he was finally brought to a room.
This room was well spacious. It was quite unique in make and looked as if the bandits had caved it in by themselves.
They were heads on the walls, well preserved with the skin, and even eyes, nose, mouth and ears. So of these heads had scars on their faces. Obviously, they had fought and struggled before their lives were taken from them.
Although these heads, many as they were, was easily spotted by the eyes. That was not what truly caught his attention.
What caught his attention was the sll of at roasting tenderly over the fire place in the middle.
Dylan’s eyes widened in shock as he looked closely at the roasted at.
These were beast people, their faces twisted in horror at their deaths. One look at them and he could tell that they were not killed before being placed over the fire to cook.
These people died slling their own flesh and blood cook to be used as food for another. This was cannibalism. These Bandit Beast n were eating their kin.
Around this fire place, there were two Rhino n seated. From the looks of things, they were the ones in charge of cooking the Beast n at.
They chuckled from ti to ti, tasting the at to see if it was ready for consumption.
Dylan was kicked forward again.
Just ahead, made from fur and obviously skin, There was a huge chair. This was made to look or simulate a throne, and on it was a Hyena man.
He was bald with uneven teeth, scars littered his body and his left hand was gone, replaced with a golden blade. On his other hand were golden rings with sapphire tops, each finger having at least one.
This was obviously a man that enjoyed his greed to a great extent.
This was obviously the leader of this Bandit group.
The Hyena-man’s attention was imdiately drawn to Dylan. "hmmm! And what do we have here?"
"A Cat-man boss! We saw him lurking in the woods. It seems like he escaped the raid today!" the bandit guard inford.
"Oh!" The Hyena man giggled. it was an annoying sound to Dylan’s ear. However, he could careless at the mont.
After all, he had co here with one aim and one aim only.
Dylan did not think himself to be a hero. All he wanted to do was preserve the smile of that little girl.
That was all he wanted. If he could save at least her, he would be satisfied.
However, no matter how much he searched, he could not find her.
However, the Hyena man, boss of these ragged group of Bandits took a look at Dylan up and down. He frowned, "Cat-people. I don’t like them too much. Their at is only sweet when they are young and tender." he waved his hands dismissively, dump him with the stock for the n.
The Bandit guard nodded.
He Kicked Dylan forward, prompting Dylan to cough up so more blood.
Slowly he stood to his feet. However, as he did, the Hyena-man’s nose twitched.
And then sharply, he turned in Dylan’s direction. "This sll, I recognize it!" He imdiately stood from his chair and stepped forward.
With a finger, he touched so of Dylan’s blood on the ground, and then slowly, he brought it to his nose, sniffed a bit and then to his tongue.
His eyes shone bright, "HUMAN!?" The Hyena-man took a better look at Dylan, noticing the ears and the nose. He stepped forward, and just as he had suspected, the mont he pulled at them, they ca off.
This sudden turn of events, grabbed everyone’s attention.
"Shit!" Dylan cursed.
However, The hyena-man gave a hearty giggle. "Interesting! this is indeed my lucky day. Ever since I managed to escape the Vandorian kingdom into this place, i have prayed for a day when I will get my revenge on Human kind by eating your flesh.
Just when I had started to lose hope, the stars thought it a good day to send food directing to my door step." He giggled hard and the other bandits joined him.
"This is good. Really good! Take him and sauce him properly. He shall be my midnight snack."
At this point, Dylan knew that he had blown his cover. The only choice he had was to break out and leave this.
Maybe, just maybe the little girl had managed to escape this place.
However, at such a ti, sothing unexpected happened.
"Boss, Your al is ready!" One of the rhino’s shouted as he hurried forward with a tray. This tray was huge with full roated at on it. Its sides had been garnished properly with vegetables.
"One roasted and well sauced very young cat person, just like you like it."
This tray appeared before Dylan’s eyes and that was when he saw the face of the cat person on the tray.
That cheerfully hopeful smile was gone. Those big beautiful beady eyes filled with so much life and wonder were now bland and empty, filled with only despair, twisted and perverted...
Reviews
All reviews (0)