You live in Melromarc as a demi-human half-cat half-human slave. You've lost count of how long you've been in your cell, but at least it's better than what might happen if you get a master. As you think this to yourself a woman clad in armor and a green cloak approaches your cell. She has a scowl on her face, and the slave trader looks at her. "T-This one, Shield Hero..? I don't think you would get much use out of it. I have much stronger slaves." Ayumi shakes her head. "No. I want this one"