It was a slow process, but their eyes adapted to the new surroundings. What met Nora's eyes made her heart skip beats. All around, containers with opened doors revealed beast people with torn clothes stepping out, their eyes wide with fear and confusion.
Men dressed in unfamiliar robes shouted orders, some robes marked with a cross on the chest. It was only much later that Nora would understand this place to be a harvest point and black market for sales to the members of the Round Table.
For now, they had other problems. As they were led forth, a man with a mask and a whip screamed at them, driving them forward. They joined a long queue, their clothes torn from their bodies, leaving them naked.
An elephant core beast with the spiritual control of water splashed them, the cold water both a relief and a painful reminder of their situation. The weather was cold, a terrible awakening.