"Give it to me!"
A lean boy yelled, his face twisted in desperation as he dragged a small hunk of meat back and forth with a girl just as thin as he was.
She refused to let go, then yelled, "I traded my clothes for it!"
The boy didn't let up. "Shut up! Those weren't your clothes! I saw you steal them, you bitch!"
He held on to the meat and kicked her hard in the stomach, causing her to groan in pain and crash on her back onto the ground.
While the girl clutched her stomach coughing and crying, the boy quickly tore into the meat with his teeth, swallowing huge chunks of it before anyone else could try to snatch it away.
Many people watched the scene, but nobody moved to help. Instead, many were eyeing the boy and the meat in his hand as he quickly scrambled away, disappearing into the shadows of the crowded camp.
"Damn… is it really this bad?" Dion muttered, turning his gaze away from the scene and back to us.
