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Finn and Titus waited until night fell once more before leaving the safety of the underground hideout for the streets of the trader town. The sounds of raucous laughter came from the usually busy slave square, drunken merchants idling away the hours until their trade in human flesh began once more. While the flow of immigrants had died down when the border closed, they still sold slaves from Uncharted villages to work in the far reaches of the Borderlands. There was no end to the appetite for servants and with the breeding program ever expanding, girls were particularly sought after.
Finn pulled his cloak tighter and ducked into the alleyway behind the houses, heading away in the opposite direction, Titus right behind. They had no time for a fight, but Finn couldn’t help but clench hi
