“Ahhh!” Kiara screamed and sobbed, “Please, I have told you everything I know. Ahhh.” Kiara was tied by her wrists hanging from the ceiling. A scrawny dirty man with yellow eyes heated a branding iron and placed it against Kiara’s back, among the hundred others already there. Leus sat in the shadows on a chair, his eyes flashed silver. He signaled for the scrawny man to stop. He stood and walked towards Kiara. She did not break her gaze on him. He finally stepped into the light and Kiara gasped in horror. He was an older man with short brown hair and golden ends. His brown beard was scruffy and he had one golden eye and one cloudy-white one with a huge scar across it. One of his ears was also missing a piece. He had several other scars across the part of his chest Kiara could see and his a
