The market

[Maero]

(surprise post!)

Zane lay panting within his bubble. The healing done to him was rushed and incomplete, but at least he was stable. "Tiff...where is...Tiff..." He asked weakly as he lay within the protective barrier, genuine concern in his voice.

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All the girlls looked around timidly from within their bubble prisons, wondering what had happened, where their master was, and what would become of them. There were a few hundred of them, all part of Arkurus's collection, all trained and broken, or, at the very least, in the process of being trained and broken. Some of the newer slaves hoped for freedom, most hoped to survive whatever came next.