He kept stride behind the woman, His gaze still cold and dark to the rest of the room. Finally a few moments of silence. The sounds of slaves being beaten, and the barking of orders always rubbed him the wrong way. Now, all that could be heard was the sound of feet, assorted whispers and Gemstones rubbing against each other. Music to his ears, damn near. His trance was broken when the sound of flesh against bone rung out from his prisoner. He clutched his blade lightly as his eyes moved to see her standing strong, while a guard laid on the floor, holding his face.<br/><br/>His coldness broke to see his face twisted into a smile. He was beginning to like this Girl. The fire she had already, and didn't give a shit to start more in others. This trip was going to be interesting. As he walked behind her still, His eyes went to the man on the ground. Without a word he passed him up and continued on. After making it out of the place with no one to block them, The sun on his face was a welcomed addition to a successful transfer. He breathed in slowly, closing his eyes. As he breathed out, He turned to look at karma."Can you walk?" He asked quietly, waiting for a small response, his gaze staying hard like he was still in character. After all, he was still within site of the slavers. Hate for them to see his true self while they could still do something about it.<br/><br/>Back in the slavers hole, Velkin watched them leave, his anger growing to incredible heights. Seeing Karma hit the rapist must have set off his primal rage, for the second they were gone, he Snapped his fatty fingers and began to scream at everyone."You Sorry sacks of Puss, How dare you allow a No good Sell sword walk out of here like that. I have half a mind to kill each and everyone one of you myself!!!" He grabbed a rod from the dead guard, and took off toward his office, Quickly laying it across another guards face, Snapping the jaw. The Sounds of bones breaking could be heard throughout."SEND WORD TO THE BLACKWOOD MERC COMPANY. I WANT THAT BITCH AND HER WATCHDOG'S HEAD ON A PIKE. NO ONE TELLS VELKIN DUROSCIO HOW TO TREAT HIS PROPERTY!!!" As he walked away, He looked at a slave that was chained to the wall, tired from being forced to stand for so long.<br/><br/>Without warning, He took the rod in his hand and began to beat the man, the first hit going against the back of his head, blood already splattering from each hit. He hit the slave until he fell limp, blood pouring from each hit into a pool of blood. One of the guards hurried over to check the slave, seeing that he was still breathing. As he slowly moved to stop the bleeding, Velkin hit the man as hard as he could on his back. "From now on, No food or healing of our slaves. AND GET ME THOSE FUCKING MERCS!!!!" He screamed and slammed the door to his office.<br/><br/>Ghaleon stood by, watching over her, as well as looking toward the direction they needed to head."Well, Let's get going. We got a long way to go.." He said softly his arms pushing out to signify that he was going to follow her. It was alot harder to lose a slave from the front, then having them follow. He wasn't planning on letting her get away...Not yet anyway, he hadn't decided.