"I'm not sure why I expected better. . ." Azier muttered as he started to take small steps backwards to the stairs. From what he had gathered by the scene alone, these women had been locked up and left as brood sows....and not even the 'good' kind (was there even a good kind?). In his past it wasn't uncommon for them to do things like this to the animals they fed on in order to feed their kind. However, to see it done to another of his species, and with a lot less respect and care.
They were nothing but chattel.There wasn't a chance that any one with willpower would be agreeable to their current situation, and the only solution that he could think of was a swift end.
