Chapter 4
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"Release the wild dogs!" Lucien ordered.
The guards opened the cage and the deadly looking dogs came out barking. The slaves were scared.
"Run towards that side" Angie shouted, pointing to the other sides. They started running and the wild dogs ran after them.
Lucien started shooting arrows at the girls. The other men joined. Only Damon didn't shoot at the slaves.
Angie stopped running with blonde.
"Are they going to shoot at us, dead like wild animals in collar? But we deserve to live even though we are slaves! How could they-" Blonde started ranting but Angie told her that it is not the time for this. They need to secure themselves.
More and more girls kept dying from the arrows that were shot.
"Lucien how could you....!"
"Shooting the slaves is easier than shooting dogs. If you want to win, you must shoot the female slaves first."
"How about we finish Damon's slaves first? Who told him not to participate " Lucien pulled at his arrow.
"Hurry, run!!!" Angie grabbed blonde's hand. They ran as fast as they could.
"Damon hurry and save them!" Osman beckoned.
Damon grabbed his arrows. He started shooting at the wild dogs.
Angie's breathing became erratic but that didn't stop her from holding Blonde's hand, coupled up with the fact that two wild dogs were chasing after them, but all of a sudden, she felt the two dogs fell down dead.
Angie and blonde stopped running and turned back to see the corpse of two wild dogs. When Angie raised her head, her eyes met that of Damon who has helped them.
"Why did he help us? Isn't he part of them?" Blonde was confused but Angie continued to look into Damon's warm eyes and she wondered if this is all a pretence. He must be pretending to be a saint in the midst of beasts!
"Let's continue!" Angie beckoned at Blonde, they started running again.
"Damon, your archery skills aren't that bad! Why don't we compete? Let's see if you can shoot the dogs faster or I can shoot the slaves faster" Lucien smirked. He shot at the girls.
A dog appeared before Angie and Blonde. Fear and conniption gripped them both.
"Hurry and hide" Angie said, leaving Blonde's hand. Blonde hurried to hide while Angie faced the wild dog. Then she ran, the dog ran after her.
Again, Damon helped her by shooting the dog. Lucien shot at Angie but it wasn't a hit.
"Damon, this is interesting" He said and made an attempt to fire another shot at Angie but Damon shot at well. The two arrows intercept and fell, none hurting Angie.
Angie paused running and looked at Damon.
"Damon this is not interesting" Lucien yelled, angry he was loosing. "Don't you want the bottle of wine?" He asked, agressively.
"I am not interested in the wine but I am interested in this girl. Who dares to touch her?" Damon replied.
"She will not live for long anyways" Lucien smirked.
Just then, a dog appeared in Angie's presence, another dog grabbed her arm. Angie shouted in pains. Luckily an arrow was near. She grabbed it and used it on the dog.
Damon wanted to help but Angie did justice to the dogs.
"A natural warrior" Derek was who just getting to the scene uttered on seeing the way Angie killed the dogs.
"Not bad! Buddies let's get on the horse to play" Lucien announced.
They got on their horses and entered the fields. They continued to shoot at the slaves. Angie did all she could to save Blonde from getting hurt. Damon also helped in shooting down the dogs.
Only six slaves were left.
"Hurry! Hurry! Get up!
"Hurry! Run up there hurry!
"Let's go!" Angie urged.
But unluckily, two if the girls were shot, now just four of them were left.
The girls started running but two of the girls were brought down. It was only Angie and Blonde that was left.
"Enough! The sounding arrow is shot. The game is over!" Osman announced.
"No one else is allowed to shoot anymore!" Damon also said. And truly, the shooting stopped.
Angie and Blonde kept on running..
"Older sister, I cannot run any further!" Blonde uttered, weakly.
"We cannot stop! They will not spare us. We have to run. Hurry! Hurry and run" Angie replied.
Blonde suddenly hijacked her hand from Angie. She stopped running too.
Something had happened to her.
It made Angie to stiffen on her spot abd slightly, she turned back to take a look. Her eyes trailed to Blonde's chest and she saw the arrow and the blood dropping out of her heart area.
It was Lucien who shot the arrow.
A sad song played in Angie's heart as she watched Blonde. The nice girl who called her older sister in the carriage. Angie liked the girl so much because she reminds her of her sister whom she left at home.
"Older sister, I am really tired" Blonde's words came out in a whisper. Then she fell on her knees.
"Blonde!!" Angie started crying. She bent and scooped the girls body in her arms.
Blonde held her hand in tears, "thank you, older sister" she said and her eyes closed in consciousness.
Angie cried heavily.
"Lucien, now so many people are dead. Is this the game you were talking about?" Osman asked.
"Yes. This is so interesting! Derek didn't witness this, sadly" Lucien said.
His eyes were pinned on Angie. Then he said, "She is a guilty slave, she must die!' he shot at Angie furiously. Damon also shot..
Derek who sighted them from afar also shot. His arrow intercepted theirs so Angie wasn't hurt.
"The winner is clear. It all depends on you from now on" Derek uttered within himself.
"It is a miracle that she is still alive!" Asher smirked.
"You took such a great slave to be a hunting target. It looks like your Alpha's palace is full of talents" Osman said.
Lucien grinned.
"Lucien, since she survived, keep to your words and spare her crimes" Damon uttered.
"Spare her crimes? How can I spare such a guilty slave?" Lucien replied.
Damon looked at Lucien, "As a person who dares cheats in front of everyone by going back on his words a few times is nothing surprising".
"Alright, as the prince of wei, I announced her spared" Asher announced
Damon smiled. Lucien frowned and rode away on his horse. The others left too. Only Damon waited. He watched hoe Angie sobbed over the dead Blonde.
Some men took her and brought her before Damon.
She was indeed beautiful with curly hairs.
The moonlight illuminated her gorgeous face, her angled cheek bones, her jutting jaw, her pointed chin....plump pouty lips and those large eyes that held fire yet innocence all at the same time. She was perfect in more ways than once; tall and slender, yet at the same time she had the curves of a woman, from her peachy arse to her bouncing breasts that weren't huge but they were on the largest side for her build. Yes, there was one thing about her that was far from perfect. She is a substitute hated slave.
Damon could swear he hasn't seen such a beauty for quiet a long time. He touched her hairs.
Angie jerked back, "Don't touch me!" She shouted.
"Little girl, what's your name? I know you aren't Shanaya. You are just her replacement" He asked.
Slowly, Angie tilted her jaws, "When one day I don't need to look up to you anymore, then I will tell you"
Damon smiled heartily. Then the guards came over and took her away. The slave trainer appeared. "Master!" He bowed before Damon.
"Out of every female slaves have seen, her temper is the strongest " he told Damon.
"I know right." He smirked, then said, "Send her to me carefully, do not try anything stupid" after this, he walked out.
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