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Lashes.

The sound of the strong lashes that mercilessly hit the integrity of what seemed to be a half-human girl. The poor girl was tied up and face down, clenching her teeth tightly in a useless attempt to bear the pain, it was totally impossible for her and her heartbreaking screams of pain that echoed throughout the forest were a clear sign of this.

-MASTER FORGIVE MEEE! AAAAHHHHHHHHH AAAHHHHHH PLEASE!-.

He clenched his teeth tightly, and in doing so one could visualize the fate of some of them in great detail, most likely his master had knocked them out by hitting them in the face or using tweezers. His eyes were also tightly closed, although tears of pain still escaped through his dark eyelids.

The demi-human belongs to the Caprino clan.

On his weak and scrawny body were visible countless large and enormous horrible scars and because of the recent whippings, horrible open wounds had re-appeared. Some were even bleeding quite heavily.

Blood was flowing pleasantly through his nostrils and the corners of his lips and eyebrows. Blood was trickling down and entering his eyeballs, his eyes were slit horizontally, the way many goats have them.

The place where his tail should have been could only be seen as an unpleasant scar.

Above her head, a pair of horns should have been visible on either side, but apparently these were also removed and now only had two protuberances. The remains of what were once her horns. Surely the girl would have suffered indescribable pain when they were torn off.

Wearing horrible rags that barely covered his body.

The semi-human is extremely thin as a result of the poor diet she had or rather because she did not eat. Her unfortunate master was not able to feed his slaves, this causes them to have a tremendous lack of energy and that is why they cannot carry out the tasks given to them. Although for the master, this was not a reason to be considered.

-DAMN IT!- the master exclaimed with evident annoyance.

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-MASTER I'M SORRY, PLEASE FORGIVE ME! HAVE A LITTLE MERCY! AAAHHHHH AAHHHH, I WON'T FAIL AGAIN I SWEAR! AAAHHHHHH PLEASE, IT HURTS!-

-WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU SO USELESS?!- a plump man wearing some very fine clothes, they gave the impression of being very expensive, screamed with a voice filled with nothing but fury -ANSWER YOU SEMI-HUMAN TRASH!- he raised his left arm over his head, the thick hand decorated with several gold rings holding quite tightly the whip used to punish, according to him, his useless semi-human slave.

He gave her a few more lashes, causing her to writhe in pain, her back covered in horrendous marks and nasty wounds. The man watched for a few moments as the poor girl, no more than 18 years old, lay in total agony on the ground, barely able to breathe.

-I'M ALREADY TIRED OF YOU NOT BEING ABLE TO FULFILL THE SIMPLEST OF ASSIGNMENTS- with that he didn't whip her, rather, he kicked her in the ribs, she complained under her breath spitting out some blood while painful and salty tears fell down her cheeks -YOU SHOULD JUST KIDNAP SOME ELF OR A DIRTY SEMI-HUMAN-.

It was easy to say, but in her current state, how could she accomplish such a feat? The Elves of Gignit are very strong, highly prepared for battle, and unlike her, they can eat whatever they want. This has them full of energy, while she can barely walk without the dizziness caused by hunger making her stumble a few steps.

It was the same with the demihumans, here no one is a slave to anyone else, or at least that's what it seems. They are all free to do what they please, they are also strong and in very good shape. She often wondered if her master was aware of this great difference.

That's why she decided to go for the children, and even though she knew she would be beaten to a pulp, she was never able to do it. She always returned to her master empty-handed and was subsequently subjected to this type of torture.

She'd rather be punished than hand over an innocent person to this filthy individual.

Although there was another reason why he was unable to do that.

Ugh

He felt his head sink into the ground, the unfortunate man, possessed by anger, decided to cause him pain by stepping on his head.

-Y-Just leave it- both she and the man could hear the call of what seemed to be a little girl. She looked forward, seeing a little girl being hugged by a human boy. The girl was crying her eyes out looking at who, for obvious reasons, must have been her older sister.

-Please sir master, don't hurt her anymore- the little girl stretched her small arms forward in a futile attempt to try to reach her sister. It was useless because the human boy held her in a brotherly manner. The girl is also a demihuman from the goat clan, with grayish hair, yellowish eyes and horizontal irises. Above her head are the characteristic horns of the clan.

Although only the right side was like this, the left one had been broken in half, probably due to having received a blow from its evil master. Some small scars can be seen on the arms and legs.

Wearing almost the same as her older sister, tattered rags, although in the case of this demi-human, it was a dress covered in dirt. Her right eye was swollen, probably from having received a blow from her master -...it hurts a lot- her face was twisted in pain, her heart breaking with each blow her sister received.

-Get on your knees- he demanded, and when he got no response from his slave, he forced her to kneel. Pulling her hair, causing her a lot of pain in the process.

-LEAVE HIM ALREADY!- the girl was finally able to free herself from the young human's embrace. He was possibly only a year younger than Christopher. The most remarkable thing about this young man is that he belongs to the human race. Right now he was wearing torn pants, long-sleeved shirts, and just like everyone else, he was wearing a slave collar adorning his neck.

-Don't come- the girl thought to herself as she watched her beloved younger sister run towards her, -MACKY, DON'T COME!- her thoughts filled with despair as she watched her sister, Macky, approach her and the ruthless master.

-HU?- the subject looked forward, the girl was coming for him, extending her arms forward. In reality, the girl just wanted to hug her sister. But he wouldn't let that happen - GET AWAY YOU DIRTY DEMI-HUMAN - before the little girl reached her sister, she received a tremendous kick right in the center of the abdomen, she was thrown a few meters trying to get some air into her lungs. Coughing lightly and holding on very tightly to the place of impact.

-MACKY- the young man called, crawling towards her with difficulty. Here you can see why he couldn't stand up and stop her, his legs were being pierced by a few daggers. It was impossible for him to stand.

-Ggugugu bleehh- she vomited some blood when she looked forward again, once again she felt the young man's protective arms surround her -Macky, show me where he hit you- he said, giving a quick glance at the girl's abdomen, it was dyed black as a huge bruise appeared on her skin.

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-Guaaahhh, it hurts so much- she cried in the fraternal arms of that young man, the aforementioned felt like his soul was breaking.

-Now- the miserable slaver sentenced -you will receive your final punishment- his face had not changed in the slightest, once he regained his composure he remained very serious. What can be felt very strongly is his desire to see blood spilled.

From his right side he held out a small knife, which looked very sharp at first glance. The man really looked very upset, the other two stopped whatever they were doing and focused their attention on their sister.

Slowly the man placed the knife above the neck of the semi-human woman.

She was not an idiot, and sadly she was aware of what was coming.

Giving in to despair and through tears she looked at her beloved brothers -N-no, look- she said with a broken heart, like a movie all the beautiful memories she had with these two little people whom she considered the light of her life played.

These two were everything to her, for these two she diverted her master's attention as much as she could, because of that on almost all occasions it was she who received the punishments and torture inflicted by her ruthless master, all for the good of her beloved brothers.

-NOOOOOO- Macky screamed, turning into a crouching position, squeezing his eyes shut and squeezing his goat ears. Asking the heavens to save his sister.

-MASTER PLEASE, I BEG YOU- the boy, name: Roger, shouted, his voice denoted extreme and distressing desperation. His sister, the woman who took care of him all these years was about to die in front of his eyes -MASTER, DON'T DO IT, SPARE HER LIFE-.

-Useless slaves deserve nothing but death- with a serious face and not a single bit of compassion he slit her throat.

Instantly blood gushed out, even bubbling.

-Aaarrrrrgggg gaarrhhggg-.

Finally, his cursed master released his dirty hair, falling to the ground on his side with a dull sound -gg aarggg- it was already difficult for him to formulate any word, now it would be impossible. Under his head and neck area the pool of blood that had formed did nothing but grow.

The vision became completely dark, he was dying, but he could still see in great detail the expression of melancholy and sadness in his brother's eyes -please forgive your useless sister for never being able to free you- she thought to herself as a last tear fell from his eyes -I will love you forever...-.

With total helplessness and breathing with difficulty on the verge of breaking inside, he saw how his sister's eyelids fell heavily, with a single absolute destiny which can no longer be changed.

Finally, after a short, but at the same time eternal wait, his eyes closed forever.

Roger felt the fury and hatred suffocating him, staining his soul. He didn't care about the knives embedded in his legs. He didn't feel them anymore, he just wanted to jump on the damned wretch who dared to take his sister's life and kill him with his own hands. He didn't do it because another feeling completely subdued all his fury.

With sadness and regret eating away at her soul, she looked at her master, the tears did not stop flowing. -Why?- she asked with her heart in her hand. -Why did you take her from us?-.

-I'm tired of saying it, I killed her because she's a useless slave- with his finger, he points at the two of them -it's about time they learn the fate that awaits slaves incapable of completing their missions, those kinds of trash have no other option but to die-.

This was the first time Roger trembled with fear, he couldn't contain himself. He had never felt so afraid before - are our lives worthless? - the sad question was only asked to himself as he said it in a very low tone.

No matter how hard they try to endure and survive, in the end it's all in vain because the master only has to activate the slavery collar, tie them up and cut off their heads. Roger felt like a real piece of shit.

The slaver looked at the girl who was still in a crouching position with no desire to know what was happening. He got angry because his recent protest was not heard by the girl and all because she was a damn crybaby. He got tired, finally tired of the useless slaves, deciding to kill anyone who did not pay attention to him.

-It would be best if I got myself some other slaves to replace these useless ones- he thought to himself, now focusing on Macky -it seems like this girl will be just as useless as her sister-.

-NO, MASTER, WAIT- what his master said was enough to bring Roger out of his state of retrospective. He felt desperate, even with tears in his eyes he pushed Macky so that he would notice the danger -RUN AWAY MACKY! PLEASE GET OUT OF HERE-.

Unfortunately, she didn't know what he was referring to, she just stared straight ahead. The sight of her dead sister with a pool of blood beneath her almost caused her to lose her sanity. Slowly, her eyes widened to the point of almost popping out of her eye sockets.

-NOOOOOOO LETIAAAAAAAAAA- she called her deceased sister by her name, who in turn played the role of a mother figure. Letia acted as both sister and mother to the little girl.

From her point of view, her sister seemed to be floating above a pool of her own blood. Tears filled with pain were running down her reddened cheekbones.

-Letia...- she called in great pain, she could barely stand up and walked slowly towards her sister, she was without strength. Her mental state was so bad that she stopped feeling the pain in her abdomen courtesy of her master's kick.

-MACKY, NO! GO AWAY, MACKY!- Roger didn't know what to do, his master would hurt his younger sister in the light of his life! The only living relative he had left in the whole world. And he was lying on the ground, crawling in an attempt to stop her -MACKY! OBEY YOUR BIG BROTHER AND RUN AWAY RIGHT NOW- it was no use.

At this very moment, nothing that was said to him would really reach him, which would only lead to misfortune. The master of the boys just looked at the scene, he just wanted to leave and plan HIS next move -you, trash- he pointed at Macky -help that other useless guy up and let's get out of here-.

And here the misfortune begins, because he realized that his words were completely ignored by the half-human. He became enraged -dirty half-human, good for nothing- he exclaimed under his breath -how dare you ignore your master's orders-.

-MASTER NOOOOOOOOO!-.

I give the little girl another kick, but this time it was aimed at her head. The girl saw stars for a moment, and it seemed like she had disconnected from the world.

The force of the impact knocked her straight to the ground, somewhat dizzy she opened her eyes, moaning in pain under her breath - I knew it, you are also a useless vile woman - she moved one of her arms back, searching for some weapon stored in her belt.

From afar Roger could see how a small stiletto was now shining with a faint light in his master's hand. The man positioned himself exactly above the girl, stepping on her arms with both feet, making them useless against any attempt to struggle. The strength between the two was incomparable, it was like heaven and earth.

-S-stop, it hurts so much-.

-DON'T DO IT, DON'T KILL HER-.

-Trash like you who don't obey orders- he prepared to throw the sharp stiletto from that distance -you deserve to die- he threw it.

In less than a second the stiletto traveled from the subject's hand to Macky, penetrating his right eye.

Roger remembers that the last time he heard a scream so full of pain was when Letia's horns were torn off.

The scream emitted by the girl was heartbreaking, as she had the misfortune of still being conscious with such a mortal wound:

-GUAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH- her little throat seemed to be about to tear apart. She began to writhe in pain, tilting her head from side to side in desperation and without any control, she wanted to get it out as soon as possible but when she tried to move her hands she couldn't, her heartless master was still stepping on her hands.

-TTTT-YOU ARE A DAMN BITCH- not caring about the immense pain it would cause him to remove all the daggers from his legs, added to the large amount of blood he would lose, Roger did it. He only cared about saving the light of his life, his little sister.

-I SWEAR I'LL KILL YOU.. AAAGGGGGG- he felt like the slave collar was punishing him by sending him a strong electric shock. Once again he was condemned to writhe on the ground like a crawling vermin. -D-don't touch her- he could barely get out a few short sentences.

The man turned his attention back to his little slave, who was in agony under his feet. He smiled maliciously - it seems I didn't throw that stiletto hard enough, but don't worry, I'll put an end to your suffering right now - with that he prepared another stiletto, although this one wouldn't be aimed at the other eye, it was aimed directly at the neck.

-NO NOOOOOOOOOOOOO- the brother seemed to have a short circuit in his head, because he completely lost control of himself. He was going to lose everything, if she died, what would be the point for him to continue living -KILL ME! KILL ME! BUT PLEASE, I IMPLORE YOU, LET HER LIVE!-.

A true brother, a man among men. Willing to throw away his life so that his sister could continue living.

-ROGEEEEER SAVE MEEEEE- the girl screamed with all her might.

There was no hope, her master, her evil master, would not listen to her suicidal plea. She only watched as he prepared to deal the final blow. -Please... someone save her-.

-Die, girl-.

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