Conference (2/2)

Neola continued her story. "After the rich man sold us, our new owner put our group in another dirty hold of some ships, and we headed south."

"But they had few soldiers compared to the large number of slaves the man bought. Enzo and I organized a riot, and during the fight, we set fire to the ships."

"We were lucky to be close to the coast, and although some of us died, most of the slaves survived. We were very weak, injured, and on the east coast of the great forest."

Then Neola looked at Radyn, who was still moaning on the floor. "So we headed south until we reached Portgreen territory. We didn't know anything here, and again we were lucky to reach this man's city."

"Well, it would be lucky if we hadn't been kicked out of there like bandits."

At that moment, Radyn tried to suppress the pain from the arrow that was still in his shoulder and knelt in front of Lucien. "My King. I couldn't... they were a huge and violent group. My people were scared... I had to send them away."