The caravan passing by was crushed. The blood of the merchants soaked into the sands, and this was the only moisture in this area.

Amen towered over the person knocked to the ground.

"One disappointment, no coins, nothing to eat. Ugh.."

The man spat, and his gang burst out laughing.

"Poor kitty, should I kill you or take you as my slave? You will wash the blood from my clothes, and cook tortillas! Ahaha!"

Amber eyes flashed.