Intense killing intent was brewing up inside Kev, but outwardly he seemed calm and composed as he stared at the three green monsters with narrowed eyes and furrowed brows.
Natasha mistook his silence for ignorance, unaware of how extensive his inheritance truly was. Wanting to be of help, she said,
"Kev, are you wondering what they are? Let me tell you. They're Skinners.
Skinners are one of the most widespread and hated races in the Abyss. Their way of life is so twisted and utterly inhuman it's entirely alien to ours.
They're savagely hostile to all outsiders, and the way they deal with humans… it's especially grotesque.
They enjoy inflicting pain. The screams of their victims is like music to their ears. So any man who ends up in their hands is skinned alive before being killed and eaten.
They are kept alive because the Skinners see their value in helping them grow their tribe. They are used as breeding stocks to produce more warriors for their tribe.
