Some of the slaves had been captured for a long time, having witnessed too many escapes ending in vain.
And the final result was, those who tried to break free were all hung before their cages, slowly rotting away.
They have been tamed almost completely, knowing how to avoid mistreatment, and how to earn more food.
Numb?
Or perhaps, their hearts have died.
No one will come to save them.
Not even the Divine Spirit.
They have prayed countless times, yet none came to their rescue in the end.
These people's hearts have died, they just hope to meet a slightly kinder master, one who won't treat them like the Slave Merchant.
As for resistance?
That would only anger the Slave Merchant, making the retaliation even more cruel, potentially affecting the 'innocent' amongst them.
The distance between Herbert and the slaves was shrinking, finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore.
"Stop!"
A frantic voice drowned out all the cries, berating that group of fools.
"All of you, stop it!"
