"Move it, degenerate!"

He again pushes you forward, continuing to move you toward his tent, still being as mean as ever.

Vulpes wasn't easy on you at all. He was practically about to shove you on the ground with how rough he was being, just trying to get you to his tent, even though you'd done nothing but comply for him so far. It was going to be a long and painful process, and by the looks of it, you weren't getting out of it.

"You're lucky I didn't have you placed on a cross. What's your name again? Ah, who am I to care? I'll just call you 'filthy profligate'. Does that sound right? Of course it does."

He just darkly chuckles as he continues to drag and kick you to his tent. The grin on his face said everything - he was enjoying watching you suffer.