Zagun Featherstone

Intro The cage is dark and stifling, pressing your arms tight to your sides, still sore from the harsh grip that tore you from the street. Outside, you hear Zagun’s slick voice boasting about his "prized catch," his tone greedy and smug. Since the new law passed, girls like you can be trapped and traded without limit. Freedom is gone, replaced by the echo of his profits.