As soon as he stepped inside the basement, Dustin’s face went cold. There were dozens of iron cages scattered throughout the basement, each holding one or two teenage girls.
The girls, all stripped to the waist, wore expressions of pure terror. Most of them were covered in bruises, cuts, and other signs of abuse. It was a pitiful sight to behold.
Two of the cages held the bodies of two young girls. They were curled in a fetal position. Their stench wafted through the air. They were left alone for too long, and their bodies had already become food for vicious rats.
The sight ignited a surge of anger within Dustin.
“Are you responsible for bringing all these people here?”
His gaze turned sharply toward Russo.
“No … I swear it’s not me,” Russo stammered, gesturing frantically.
He explained, “Aster is the one behind this. He has a twisted obsession, deriving pleasure from tormenting these girls. Every month, he captures one or two slaves and locks them in the basement. It just piled up over time.”
“You’re all despicable for treating others as slaves. You deserve to die!”
Dustin gritted his teeth and exuded an aura of intense fury.
“I truly had nothing to do with this. I’m an innocent civilian!” Russo nervously protested.
“Where’s Lisa?”
Dustin, uninterested in unnecessary conversation, cut to the chase.
“In-over there,” Russo stammered, trembling as he pointed toward a corner. Dustin followed his finger, observing a metal cage tucked in the corner.
Inside, a disheveled girl covered in bruises huddled. She was shivering. Around her neck, a dog collar was fastened, and her eyes were blindfolded with a black cloth. She had been brutally raped, and the lower part of her body was covered in blood.
“You monster!” Dustin exclaimed.
After seeing Lisa’s plight, he grabbed Russo by the throat and pinned him against the wall.
Russo begged, “Don’t kill me! I know I did something wrong. I’m sorry.”
“Killing you like this is just too easy on you. I’ll make sure your existence becomes a living nightmare.”
Dustin’s face turned into a grim mask as he suddenly moved. He grabbed Russo’s lower region and squeezed it hard.
There was a loud crack as Russo’s manhood ruptured. It was reduced to a shredded mass of flesh. Russo emitted a haunting scream. He foamed at the mouth and convulsed. His head tilted before he fainted.
Dustin tossed Russo to the ground and then walked over to the iron cage. With a gentle touch, he pulled open the cage door.
He softly called out, “Lisa, is it you?”
Lisa was scared.
She pleaded, “Please don’t hit me … I know I was wrong.”
“Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you. I’m a friend of your brother, Lucas. I’m here to rescue you,” Dustin reassured her, swiftly revealing his identity.
“Lucas?”
Lisa’s entire body tensed.
Slowly lifting her head, she trembled and stammered, “You… you really know my brother?”
“Absolutely. Your brother is outside waiting for you. I’ll get you out right away.”
Dustin removed the chains and unfastened the collar. He then took off his jacket and draped it over Lisa.
“Can I really get out alive?” Lisa asked, her body still tense. Her hands gripped the jacket tightly, conveying her fear and uncertainty. At that moment, it was almost surreal for her to believe that she was truly being rescued.
“I promise. I will ensure your safe escape!”
Dustin’s tone was solemn.
“What… what about them?”
Lisa nervously looked around in concern.
In the underground room, dozens of teenage girls were locked up. All of them were forcibly brought here and were subjected to all kinds of torture, just like her. They were all unfortunate souls.
“Fear not. I am committed to rescuing each and every one of them,” Dustin asserted with a grave expression.
He went on, “While I cannot erase the suffering you’ve endured, I solemnly vow, in the name of Logan, to ensure those perpetrators face the consequences they rightly deserve!”
