Druuna struggled, trying desperately to escape the grasp of the hateful creatures, but it was no use, they held onto her with a tight grip. She could feel their slimy hands all over her body and hear the chittering and giggling of the freakish monsters as they went, farther and farther down into the dark underbelly of the complex. Old rotting doors and broken walls whizzed past her vision until finally the pale creatures stopped in a large open room, filled with numerous leather tents.
The cave creatures dropped the raven haired vixen like a sack of rocks in front of the largest tents and ceased their chittering as a large, imposing figure stepped out of the tent. It was tall, probably six feet tall with well defined muscles and a crown of twisted pipes around it's skull. The monster grinned down at Druuna and barked something to the creatures that made them pick her up again and haul her into the tent, where they used ropes to tie her down to a rough wooden table.
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