Luck was never on his side, as it was in the cases of the people he surrounded himself with as in ending up in places.

And that was one of those damned occasions.

Seth was confused in every sense of the word, the little he remembered was having been on the run with that boy he had already encountered in the past and another slave who had been a victim of the slavers, then came a blow and at the end. ..everything black, until now that his eyes opened again and his senses gained strength to realize that he was in a kind of quite dark store, with the smell of incense penetrating his lungs and the thousands of male eyes observing him like meat to animal. An expression of bewilderment appeared on the demigod's face, as proof of his confusion.

What had happened? Where was the child? Where were you? Seth could hear the murmurs and what those men were saying about him. He didn't like that.