Starting out as a Dragon Slave - Chapter 160: Blood and Sacrifice

... the acrid smell of sweat, worn leather, and rusted metal. Torches fixed to the rough stone walls cast moving shadows that danced like specters across the weathered faces of the former prisoners. Sitting on an abandoned metal crate, a remnant from a time when these tunnels served as warehouses, Mordred silently observed the group of hunters he had recently torn from the draconic dungeons.

These men and women had once been formidable fighters, human predators capable of tracking and bringi ...