Tension
After several hours, the three abducted followers stirred and regained consciousness.
They opened their eyes slowly, taking in the cave's gloomy surroundings.
"Oh, so you are finally up; we were waiting for you guys to wake up," Raven greeted them.
"Where are we…"
"What did you do to others…"
"Fuck my leg…"
Soren strolled toward the awakening trio, his steps deliberate and gaze steady.
He bent down until he was at eye level with them, and his intense stare met their confused faces.
"Now listen closely, you fucking fishes and you lowly pest. You will only talk when we ask you to."
"Who the fuck are you calling fis…"
Soren's hand shot out and grabbed the seafolk person firmly by the face.
He made a rapid motion, slamming the poor guy's head hard onto the rough cave floor.
After the severe blow to the head, a little stream of blood began to drip down the victim's forehead.