Chapitre 145: Last syringe

Amel and his band of warriors trod silently through the dense forest, the towering trees casting elongated shadows over their determined faces.

Most of the group were men, but there were a few women tied with ropes following them without any shade of life in their eyes, and anyone who saw their naked bodies could easily tell that they were being abused by these men.

The air was thick with anticipation as they approached the forest of the enemy territory. Little did Amel know, a silent storm was brewing within his own ranks.

As the group pressed forward, Amel's keen senses detected a disturbance at the back of the formation. He turned his head to witness the mighty Moga, their strongest warrior, in the throes of an internal struggle.

"Again?" With an annoyed look, he looked back. Moga's eyes reflected a wild madness, a result of some nefarious substance that Amel had administered to make him the wild beast he was.