Chapter 531
By the time they reached the prisoners, Charlotte was followed not only by Ian and Thesaya but also by beastfolk warriors holding torches. Though Charlotte had given no command, they had all risen and followed her as she passed.
The warriors who had been consumed by their feral nature were lying face down on the ground, their limbs bound behind their backs in the beastfolk manner. This was true for all of them, regardless of whether they had tails or not.
The ropes, seemingly scavenged from the wreckage, varied in length and thickness, but none of them resisted their bonds. In one corner lay a pile of severed tails, all of them cut by Charlotte.
"Untie them. All of them," Charlotte said after surveying the scene.
Thesaya, standing behind her to the left, glared at the back of her head, but Charlotte paid her no mind. beastfolk rushed forward, drawing their blades and cutting the ropes. It took only a few minutes for all the prisoners to be freed.
"Great Chieftain."
As the warriors stepped back again, Idris offered the hilt of his jagged sword to Charlotte.
Taking it, Charlotte looked down at the beastfolk still lying on the ground. "Rise."
As one, they rose to their feet. Some staggered, but not a single one sat back down, not even the elderly.
They’re all a sight to see, Ian mused, chewing on the grilled lizard.
About half of them looked like they’d have trouble chewing anything for a while.
"I love the Primal Wildness, but I have no intention of serving him. Not now, and not ever. I will serve the God of Battle. As you all have seen, he has chosen me," Charlotte said calmly, looking at them.