Dael watched buyers come and go, watched his captors squabble or acquiesce, cut people loose and kick people loose, and he tried to figure out why some were chosen and some were not, what made a good slave. If he could make himself seem like he would be a terrible slave, maybe no one would want to buy him, and he would have time to plan an escape. Only what if the captors would kill anyone who didn’t get sold?
Dael decided to risk it, and he lashed out, punched the man on the other side of Osbert.
Chaos followed.
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