Unbridled Rage

Grey stood on the same spot for a good two minutes, but none of the ladies noticed him. Although he didn't even try to hide his aura, they still didn't sense him. 

The eyes of some of the ladies were dull and lifeless, given the injury marks on the body of some of them, it was easy to see how much they've suffered. 

Grey was sure most of them had already given up on life, and would most probably want to die than continue living such a hellish life. Of everyone here, what Grey found more absurd was still the young girl who was around eight or ten years old, he still couldn't wrap his head around why they would even keep her locked up. 

The young girl hadn't even properly developed, what was she doing here? 

Grey looked around for a while, his heart aching for these people. If he didn't see them, then he wouldn't care about it even if he heard about it, but seeing them now, he couldn't leave without doing anything.