Misha had never thought she would ever encounter a 'free' Terran again, not after a long time.
She couldn't believe her eyes at first.
After all, for the past several months, for as long as she had stayed here, all the Terrans she had met were captured slaves.
Many would be in horrible, abused conditions, while the rest were trained relentlessly to become a war machine. Regardless, no one was in a good state, whether physically or mentally.
These were people who had known only freedom back in Terran, and now they were chained to the point that they could no longer control their own bodies.
Most still had a fight in their souls, at first. They had, after all, survived for so long after doing so much. They had survived a zombie apocalypse, the migration, strong monsters, and even more evil monsters with human skin.
But when they became slaves, they realized how powerless they were. At least before, even if they were weak, they could at least control their own bodies.
