You will help a stranger armed with a double-barreled sawed-off shotgun.

Now you simply don’t have time for long thoughts.

You are close to panic: “What if this is my last chance to gain freedom and stop being a ****?!”

You crawl along the ground closer to small stones.

The stranger had already managed to reload his weapon. He, standing on a cart, towers over the terrain of these ruins. The double-barreled sawed-off shotgun is aimed towards Dunik's body, which lies on the ground.

Obviously, another shot is about to happen. A shot that has every chance of being fatal. The stranger's finger is already in contact with the trigger.

Loud shot!

However, you see how, a second before this, Dunik quickly rolls along the ground to the side, evading the most dangerous trajectory.

The stranger curses dirty and reloads his weapon again.

Meanwhile, Dunik pulls out a small automatic pistol and begins returning fire.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Many gun shots sound one after another.

Now the pistol clip is empty...

Dunik took cover behind a small piece of concrete wall. He is clearly busy reloading his pistol.

Judging by the stranger's appearance, most of the pistol shots missed their target. Only one shot hit this guy's left shoulder. It's a wound, but it certainly doesn't stop the firefight from continuing.

After a few seconds, Dunik leaned out from his hiding place and again aimed his weapon in the direction of the cloaked and hooded stranger. The stranger raised his double-barreled sawed-off shotgun, preparing to fire another shot.

However, you can see that he was moving a little slower...

Now Dunik can shoot first!

You, lying on the ground, grab a small stone and quickly throw it towards your hated master-slaveowner.

The stone hits Dunik (on his forehead). Because of this, the pistol’s firing trajectory shifts upward. Shots sound again and again. However, none of these shots hit the stranger.

A split second later, a double-barreled sawed-off shotgun sounds.

Right before your eyes, this shot hits its target: Dunik's head is nothing but a bloody mess. His lifeless body falls to the ground.

You see all this and from shock you cannot move. You just continue to lie on the ground.

The stranger approaches the corpse and searches it thoroughly, taking away everything useful. He takes the Dunik bag with supplies and money. And, of course, he took all the weapons.

Then he approaches you.

His tall figure towers over you.

You hear a voice that... seems familiar: “You can stand up now, cutie!”

You rise to your feet and take a step towards him. The chain that is attached to your **** collar is dragging behind you.

The unfamiliar person throws her hood back. Now you see his face in the moonlight.

This is...Kael!

Indeed, this appearance is familiar to you: a wide-cheekbones face with bronze-colored skin and two scars on the forehead (this looks like traces of a bladed weapon), a large slightly humped nose, small black drooping mustache, a passionate look of black eyes.

This is the same guy who was one of the clients of the brothel and who treated you better than the rest. He listened with kindness to your complaints about the cruelty of your master, about the sad fate of the **** and about the humiliating, hateful conditions in the brothel. Even your thoughts about escape found understanding and approval with him. Kael was the only person in Crater City that you trusted...

He smiles and says: “Your dream has come true, sweet J! The escape was a success! Now no more brothel, no more vile Dunik!”

Your communication with this guy was “specific”. He treated you **** than most brothel clients treated you.

And he also preferred to call you “friendly” nicknames, which sometimes made you feel awkward: “sweet J”, “cutie”, “beauty-booty”, “sexy-ass”...

He laughs loudly. It's an infectious laugh.

You start laughing too. Are you not a **** now?!

Kael says: “Get in the cart, cutie! I'll take you to safety!"

Thoughts arise in your mind that you have a lot to tell him about how you cannot stay in this area for a long time. After all, you need to continue searching for your father.

However, **** fatigue due to all the nightmare that has happened to you over the past weeks prompts you to postpone all explanations until tomorrow.

You do what he says.

You climb into the cart.

Kael climbs into the coachman's seat. He takes the reins and forces the bull-like creatures to move forward. The cart starts moving.

You are lying on a cart among several bags. Gradually you fall asleep.

For the first time in a long time, you manage to fall asleep feeling positive about the future.