Ravina took a step closer to me, her boots kicking up dust as she moved with predatory grace. Ruth stood firmly in front of me, her body tense, her voice sharp with warning.
"Don't bully him too much..." Her fingers clenched into fists, her eyes burning with defiance as she glared at Ravina.
Before Ravina could respond, Sabina rushed over, her voice urgent. "Sister Ravina... Ryan and the others are coming over here."
I turned my head, my gaze locking onto the group approaching in the distance. Ryan, Mitt, and Tusk were surrounded by Ravina's warriors, their hands bound, their faces twisted in fury. Their voices carried across the camp, sharp with outrage.
"Ravina! What is going on here?!" Ryan's voice was a snarl, his eyes widening as he took in the scene—the naked women, the men tied to the trees, the raw, unmistakable evidence of what had transpired.
