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Loki was furious at the slave for laying hands on him, so, as Dragomir was kneeling over his work site, he went over quickly and delivered a swift kick to his stomach, and then called over to the girl,
"You won't receive any special treatment girl, no water canteens are given to slaves." They've pushed too far now, time to put them all in line! He thought, an enraged look on his face, If I don't do this, then it risks blowing my cover. "Men, come and relieve this slave of his tools!" He shouted to his guards, pointing at Dragomir, "And give them to the girl." She worked with Dragomir's tools, or with no tools.

"Also, seeing as you admitted to your crimes, you will be working all day today, excluding meal time, until 11, both of you."

"If either of you challenge me again, especially you," Loki said, looking at Dragomir, "It'll be a blade meeting your stomach, not my boot." He said, threateningly.

He began to walk away, his guards circling around him. He had earned their respect for dealing with the slaves. "Also, it is 10:30, all slaves move to the digging site!"