He takes a slow step forward. The other slaves are still focused on their brawl. Some have fallen, but very few. Liquid speaks loud enough to be heard by his so-called master, but not much louder than that.
"Protect you? From these 'animals'? But they're just doing what they're told. The same sort of things you've sent me out to do. The same sort of things you've watched me do, praised me for, paraded me about showing me off for. What a convenient time to develop amnesia."
He takes another step, very close to him now. Close enough he can reach out and grab him if he needs to.
"But I'm a good slave, Master. I can help you. I can give you a reminder."
And that's when he straight-up decks him in the face.
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He takes a slow step forward. The other slaves are still focused on their brawl. Some have fallen, but very few. Liquid speaks loud enough to be heard by his so-called master, but not much louder than that.
"Protect you? From these 'animals'? But they're just doing what they're told. The same sort of things you've sent me out to do. The same sort of things you've watched me do, praised me for, paraded me about showing me off for. What a convenient time to develop amnesia."
He takes another step, very close to him now. Close enough he can reach out and grab him if he needs to.
"But I'm a good slave, Master. I can help you. I can give you a reminder."
And that's when he straight-up decks him in the face.