Looking more closely at her still form, he suspected she would probably be considered attractive under other circumstances. Her body was slim and well built, not one of those stick figures that were currently so popular. Under her torn clothing, he could make out the outline of her curves and muscles. Beneath the cuts and dirt, her skin was smooth with soft features that wouldn’t need makeup to accentuate them. Yes, she would have been beautiful.
Ah well, this was the natural order of things. The strong destroyed the weak, and she was one of the weak. Turning to go, he paused at the sound of movement. The girl’s hands and fingers were moving, struggling once again to pull her weight across the ground. He watched in awe as she mustered up the strength to keep moving, tapping into some hidd
