No matter how much Take tried to fight back, he couldn’t get away in the narrow tunnels, the guard had an advantage to being accustomed to the minimal space and Take was dragged along either way."I brought out some of the girls' supplies. Take it if you want it," Korim said, nudging the two bags he had brought out before he went back to the house to grab charcoal and paper.
The guard shoved Take to the ground with a huge fist and dragged him down the tunnel kicking and screaming like a tyrannical toddler.
He then turned into an off tunnel and walked through the darkness for the while, emerging on an overlook. It stank with the unabating stench of smoke and metal, and the air was hazy with the smoke. It was hewn of rough stone and lit from beneath with the fires of the pyronium torches.
A wide, hulking figure that held a thick whip in his hand was flanked with men with crooked expressions. It was the ogre.
The grey-skinned guard shoved Take at his feet. "I think we might have someone looking for a promotion," he said, grinning through stained yellow teeth.
He couldn’t help but cough profusely when the thick smoke reached his lungs. When he was shoved to his feet, his eyes were wide in alert as he glanced around the overlook, trying to process what what was going on by the looks in the eyes of the ogre and men surrounded him. His gaze fell on the thick whip that was in the hands of the ogre and he immediately started to shake his head side to side, “I don’t know what you guys are running down here... but I’ll have no part in it.” He snarled, his yellow eyes glowing in the hazy atmosphere. He brushed his disheveled hair back and out of his eyes with both hands, “But I’ll happily beat up Shrek’s brother and his minions..” a cruel smirk growing across his face as he popped his neck and knuckles, bringing up both his fists up in a fighting stance.