"What gives me the right you call you monsters?" the man asked, then prodded the giant udder. A person could be heard groaning inside, and their hands could momentarily be seen pressing against the soft flesh.<br/><br/>"THAT gives us the right to call you monsters." the man said, tightening his grip on his axe. "And you're a victim? I'm so sorry for you! It must have been a nightmare to be well fed with innocent people. I'm certain it was practically Hell for you to be so well taken care of!"<br/><br/>"Now, if you don't mind, me and other "survivors" are going to get out of here before you decide to have yourself another snack." he said, and the group began moving away again.