The Sixth Day

The drow watch carefully as Faedryl gets up, and one of them jostles the fishman with a foot, apparently not wanting to dirty his hands touching it. "Are there any further injuries on her?"

"No, I-"

Before more can he said, the drow officer cuts him off and looks inside the cell. "Then the work shift will continue as planned. She-dwarf, get over here." He opens up the door and looks to Eldeth expectantly.