Subservient
A few women rushed past the gate, and some ran outside it as they found the corpses of their loved ones, and the mourning soon began.
The wives of the thugs killed by Jay, and one of the scouts killed by stray arrows - some of the injured ones too.
Jay tried to ignore it, but there was something primal and unsettling about the cries of a wailing woman. It somehow left a hollow, empty feeling deep in his chest.
Until now, Jay didn’t really ever consider the destruction he left behind, or the broken lives he had shattered - but there was some solace in his mind that when he left this dungeon, everything would reset. Plus, he didn’t consider these people as ‘real’ and thought of them more as distant memories or copies of humans that the dungeon somehow created.
Though his conscience still attempted to condemn him.
“I’m on a mission to escape this dungeon. I can’t show mercy.”