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"Emeriel! Amie! To the cellar now!" Slave Master Boris's voice boomed in the air.

Emeriel snatched his hands back, quickly standing up. He had never been so relieved to hear his voice before.

"We're having fun, Boris," Cypher growled.

"Not with my slaves, and not now. We're short-handed. They're ...