It was also a short tunnel, and led to yet another cavern. This time, instead of women and children, the cavern had a raised platform of sorts carved ...nto the stone. On the platform, there was an older-looking kobold seated on a throne-like chair made of rock. He was not wearing leather armor like the other kobolds they had fought. Instead, he was wearing clothes made of colorful cloth. A long staff rested against the throne.Beside the old kobold were two winged kobolds. Even though those. Sharn shook himself. "Not sure why I am paying attention to the layout of the city hereabouts today. Unless it is because Samantia was right. I was never supposed to have lived to see this day and this was the district that was supposed to be my undoing."With a sigh, he nudged Raisa into a canter, quickly riding through the warehouses and boarded up buildings to arrive at the compound. The guards on duty gave him a big smile as they passed him through. Sharn was heading towards the stables when. “Suck it, bitch.”His words were harsh and degrading. Any other time, she would be out on the streets, protesting against police brutality with her fellow classmates. But right now she was on her knees and going to pleasure this pig. A part of her thrilled at being a good little whore for him.Nicole stuck out the tip of her tongue and ran it from the base of his shaft and up along his length. Her tongue felt hypersensitive, the tastebuds picking up every ridge and vein along his dick. She moaned. “Besides, a bang that size should shake them up a bit – which is just what you requested.”Arlade’s eyes grew wide in surprise when the leading edge of his troops started to fall to the ground amid several high-pitched whistling sounds. Evidently, the people inside weren’t as shaken as he’d anticipated. They also weren’t waiting for his troops to make it inside to pick them off. He watched in disbelief as the four members of the Guard in the lead of the charge fell to four very well-placed.