"Hey, the bastard's here!"
Outside the carriage a small commotion was heard.
The man inside the carriage turned his gaze to one of the small crevices allowing him to see outside.
In it he could see large tents of different colors that camouflaged themselves with the surroundings. The man's gaze took in what little he was allowed to see. He saw the hundreds of soldiers resting and calm, some were even relaxed.
The man gritted his teeth and moved his body to try to see more. Just at that moment the carriage stopped and he fell to the ground, he felt weak, very weak. He could not support his body, nor could he exert any strength, his forehead was covered with cold sweat from the weakness.
A moment later two men opened the carriage doors.
Under the light of the two lanterns, the man's red eyes showed in the darkness.
"Come quickly we have to take him to our mistress" said a human behind the two men.
