"Listen up, you miscreants!" Aron's voice carried further than it should have, yielding an unwelcome buzzing after sound that echoed across Arabella's brain cage, "This here!" the man turned to point at the Eleazar manor, "Right behind me is going to be your home for the next few days and thus the only barrier that stands between your filthy flesh and the ravenous beings that roam the grounds beyond property lines,"
The trembling among the captives did not subside. On the contrary, it heightened, much to Arabella's dismay.
