The blood trickled from Molly's mouth. Caleb shook him in an attempt to get a reaction, something, anything. from his friend. There was nothing.
The wizard screamed, "No! No! Please, please!" His sadness turned to anger and he began to shout at Lorenzo.
"Why? Why? Why would you do this?"
"He was in the way. He was disposable."
"No! No, he wasn't!"
Caleb ran at Lorenzo without thinking, and the giant grabbed him with a single fist. The red-headed man twisted and fought against him, but Lorenzo was too strong.
Nott screamed, "Let him go, you monster!"
Beau chimed in, "Come on, Lorenzo, let him go!"
Lorenzo didn't pay them any mind. He spoke to his associates and said, "Come on, pack up the bodies. Throw the tiefling in the caravan with the half orc, the aasimar, and the blue tiefling. Tie up the man and put him in there too."
He threw Caleb down on the ground, and the wizard felt a sharp pain in his leg. He shut his eyes tight to block out the pain.
He could feel being lifted up and tied up.
He could feel being released from the grip of whoever had tied him up, and he felt a shock as he fell on the ground. He could feel being dragged along the ground and being thrown onto a hard wood floor. He heard a Slavic voice whisper in his ear.
"Caleb? Caleb, open your eyes."