"Take this" says a male Wolfkin standing a giant 7 feet 5 inches tall handing me a pickaxe and I look at it. "Start swinging" he says pointing to the wall and I sigh before walking over to the wall and I begin swinging the pickaxe at it. Each time it hits the wall a small part of it falls to the ground. I can hear other bangs echo through the caves from other pickaxes and I turn around to look at the Wolfkin. "Are you gonna stand there all day?" I ask and he crosses his arms continuing to watch me and I sigh before continuing to bash the pickaxe against the wall.
4 hours later....
I drop the pickaxe and I can't take it anymore. "Replacement!" shouts the Wolfkin before grabbing my shoulders and dragging me on the ground and out of the cave where another man is pushed into the cave where I was. The Wolfkin drags me down a long stone hallway that is dimly lit before opening a wooden door and throwing me inside. I sit up and I find myself stuck in a room full of other people from my village all of them looking exhausted. "what the hell" I say before I notice my grandfather. "Grandpa!" i say jogging over to him and he looks at me. "Alex? Thank god your safe!, Where are your parents?" he asks and I shrug. "We have to find a way out of here" I say and he nods. "I have a plan" he says.
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