The aggressive banging of iron against the cells harshly jolted the slaves out of their slumber. Their loud groans and moans filled the hallway as the guards kept banging.

" Can someone snap this guard's head for me?" Bree groaned angrily, wanting to catch her sleep back, but the continuous banging of the cell pierced through their earlobes heavily.

" Ahh", Elora groaned as she sat up, grabbing her forehead and frowning her face from the headache.

" You slept well?", Libby asked her standing to her feet,

" Not at all. Can someone pounce on this guard?" she said as she stood to her feet.

Noely, who was standing...