Amora watched in silence as a demon approached, he poked her, but she didn't react much. He pulled out a bag of coins and put it into the greedy slavedriver's hands, who instantly began counting them out before nodding and tying a leash to the chain around her neck and handing it to her new owner. She came along like a lamb led to slaughter, her head bowed so her honey-colored hair covered her face.<br/><br/>Rather suddenly, a boot stuck out beneath her bare feet and she fell with a thud, pulling the leash from the demon's hand. She struggled to get up, but her hands tied behind her didn't allow her to do so. She felt a kick to her ribs, and glanced up to see a drunkard, from the look of the bottle of ale in his hand and how he couldn't stand straight. "Clumsy little bitch." the demon hiccuped before spitting on the girl's face. Amora winced, feeling like crying.