Secure the woman and speak to the men.

You carry the **** woman up the stairs, finding the task more difficult than usual. You figure that your hardship is due to the unusual size of the woman in question. Or the massive amount of blood you have lost.

Once you get her up the stairs, you strip her of her armor and clothes. She has the body of a warrior, all hard muscle and scar tissue, but her hips curve pleasantly and her firm breasts are a lovely sight.

That done, you lock her in the cage that once held you.

Heading back downstairs, you speak to some of the men, asking them what happened to them, why they were kept here, and who their captors were. The general consensus among them seems to be that they were all pulled from their homes in the night and tortured, but not one of them seems to know why. You ask them about The Five, but they offer you no insight. What you do learn is that your captors were devoted members of the church of Saeletra, and that strikes a chord with you.

It would seem that you were kidnapped by the very slavers you intended to kill. That doesn't seem right to you. It could be a coincidence, but you doubt it. And if it isn't, you have a problem.

You are musing on these worries when a thought occurs to you. You have twenty men ready and waiting for **** on your hands.

And you can give it to them.