After a frantic escape from an undiscovered cave somewhere in the region—and the discovery of something precious—a group of five settles down to camp for the night.
Among them, a fluffy humanoid male Flufftar—four ears, four arms—turns toward his human leader and speaks.
"Boss, c'mon! Let us have a look again. We promise to just take a peek!"
The human of average build gestures behind his right shoulder with his mechanical hook arm, pointing back at the Flufftar.
"NO!! YOU IDIOTS!!! Do you have any idea what we just found?!"
"This is my— I mean our—key to success in the big boss's batch!"
"This is not some shiny thing you can just stare at or take lightly."
"It's something the boss, Dezcrin, needs to see—NOT YOU BOTTOM FEEDERS!!"
The Flufftar lets out a shallow sigh and returns to his tasks.
Another member of the group—a superbly tall humanoid with chitin-like skin and reddish flesh beneath, known as a Vescrin—leans forward. A single crystal eye glints from the center of his half-shielded chitin skull as he tries to sneak a peek.
"But boss… can't we have just a teeny, tiny, itty-bitty look?"
The leader hooks a piece of chitin from the Vescrin's collar with his mechanical arm and yanks the towering creature down to eye level.
"NO, YOU—CANNON-FODDERING IDIOT!!!"
He releases him.
The absurdly tall Vescrin stumbles, struggling to regain his balance for a moment before steadying himself with a huff.
The leader then sharply points toward the last two remaining members of the group.
His slaves.