The crowd all riled up Daruk waved at their handlers, and the elves were thrust into the middle of the soldiers, grabbed one by one. Numa was spared - but only for a moment - as Daruk caught his braid and pulled him close. “And you, pretty one, will get a special reward if you do your duty well,” he said, voice too sweet. Numa shuddered, knowing that a ‘reward’ from the warchief was usually not something he would enjoy.
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