Inside a medium sized chamber, a beautiful young woman sat gracefully on the crude wooden chair. The ordinary looking chamber did not reduce her grace and elegance at all.
The chamber had the common hard mud ground. A few crude wooden chairs were arranged in rows on both sides.
Two small windows provided illumination to the chamber, and at the center was a bigger wooden chair that looked like a throne.
Hung on the throne were skulls of beasts, humans, and beastmen.
Seated on the throne was the Sandroach Chief. Its carapace and shell shone brightly in the chamber. The air around it twisted slightly, and a suffocating, savage aura emanated from its body.
His small crimson eyes stared at the beautiful young human woman, and he spoke.
"Why have you come?" His voice was hoarse, like two hard stones rubbing against each other.
The beautiful young woman, who was the captain of the Slave Trade Guild, had a faint smile plastered on her lips.
