***
"Huff...Huff" Michael huffed.
How did it come to this?
He wiped off the large amount of blood on his face.
No.
It wasn't someone elses blood.
It was his own.
***
[20 Minutes Earlier]
Elizabeth and Michael successfully infiltrated the building.
And what Michael saw made his eyes widen in disgust.
Slaves chained to poles that stood erect by the sides of the walls.
Some walking through the floor, their toes chained to each other in a line.
Hatred and disrespect welled up in Michael's being.
Small cinders started to ignite on his arm.
But he was quickly stopped as he felt a cold hand on his shoulder.
The cold helped him calm down and he turned back to look at Elizabeth.
She shook her head.
Yes.
It wasn't the time for this.
They had to act quickly and swiftly.
Nodding in agreement, both of them ignored the slaves and hurried to the stairs.