"W-We're here, please let me go..."
A man that's not older than thirty years old said with a fearful tone as he pointed at his front, his entire clothes are shriveled and haggard due to the sandstorm that hits him earlier. However, it seems the man doesn't mind the condition of his clothes at all.
Beside him is another person riding a mutated camel, he has no expression on his face.
Glancing down at the man that has a rope wrapping around his neck which attached him to the mutated camel, the expressionless man gets down from the mutated camel and sands in front of the man without any change in his expression.
Upon feeling the burning gaze, the man started to stutter, and his heartbeat quickened.
"I-I swear to God! Please, I'm a nobody but I love my life, I wouldn't lie!"