Another Purchase

"How many slaves do you plan on buying this time?" Ingrid asked, curious to know how many souls will be joining the afterlife that night.

"I don't quite know, a few thousand maybe."

A few thousand? It certainly exceeded whatever figure she had in mind, it was just an absurd number!

'Will they even have that number? Unless they mix in others that are not so low ranked, I don't think we'll be able to get that number…' she thought to herself.

They were already close to the slave market and in fact were approaching the entrance. As fate would have it, they ran into someone very familiar.