《Gods of Tartarus: Haven Forge》Chapter 18: Sorrow
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A two adults with a young teenage girl were running through a field in a panic. Each of them had a set of long, bunny like ears coming from their heads, furry arms, and long, rabbit like legs. The man’s arm was injured and bleeding.
“THERE THEY ARE! GET’EM!” A group of human men in leather armor ran after them, quickly catching up.
“Liara, Ruby, keep running, get away from here!” The man pulls out his sword and turns to face their pursuers.
“Uncle!”
“I’m sorry Hara!” The mother dragged her daughter away with a pained face, tears streaming down her face.
“Mama! Uncle, he is-!”
“Just run Ruby!” The mother pulled the girl who began running.
Their pursuers split up, two ran after the girls while three ganged up on the uncle. Ruby looked back to see him be stabbed in the back.
“UNCLE!”
“Ruby! Run-.” An arrow pierced her throat and she fell to the ground.
“NO! MAMA!” The girl cried kneeling next to her mother.
The mother tried to tell her to keep running, but her strength was gone.
“HAH! Got the bitch!” One of the men cried out as the other kicked him.
“You idiot! The female ones get way more coin, and these are rabbit beast-kin! They are a hot commodity you know.”
“Well, we got the young one, now let’s have us some fun.”
The man began creeping up on the grieving girl, “Heh, heh, never had a white haired one before.”
A woman that was with humans kicked the man right between his legs, dropping him.
“Stop you idiots. Keep it in your pants. She is most definitely a virgin, which means no having fun with her. She is worth ten times the normal amount unsullied. You can have all the fun you want in the premium whorehouses in Goun for a week straight for what we will make off her. Now tie her up, and loot the body.”
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“Y-yes, guh, ma’am.”
The other man pulled the screaming girl away from her mother’s cooling body.
“NO! MAMA! MA-.” The man struck her on the back of head, knocking her out.
“I look forward to gettin’ home.” Were the last words she heard before her consciousness faded.
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