Underrated

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The guard yawns as he loosened his belt a little bit. His fellow guard jester.

“Looks like junior can’t hold it back anymore, huh.”

“It’s been four days since I pump that girl.”

“So, you’re gonna make a move on her right now, do you?”

“Don’t tell the boss about this, he will be piss and might kill me.”

“Relax, I know the rules. Besides, I already make my move on her too. All of us are.”

“For real? I guess I’m not the only dead one, huh.”

The two of them laugh, echoing at the end of the extension of the dungeon. When they entered the prisoner’s room. They greeted him with a whip on his face. He played with his baton and lashes him again. The elf just stands aside as they continued to batter him up. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before opening it again.

She could feel it again – those mocking, lustrous eyes creeping behind her.

“So, did you learn your lesson?”

He slowly lifted his head. “What lesson?”

The guard’s brow met his forehead wrinkles.