You were absolutely horrified yet relieved. You were hidden in the corner of the slave owner's office, your hand clasped over your mouth as you watched Aventurine swing a bat at the two's abusive master.

The blonde approached you with a gentle smile, eerie as far as the blood splattered across his face and the dull thud of the slave master's body onto the carpeted floor. Aventurine put the bat down, crouching down to your eye level and extending his small hand.

"C'mon, let's escape together." He whispered, shifting his body to hide the carnage behind him.