It took all of Zac’s self-control to not go over right then and there, as it would mess up his rescue. However, all self-control was quickly crumbling when he saw the state of the prisoners as they were led out in a long line. He completely exploded in rage when he saw his sister walk in with a limp, dressed in rags, with a black eye and her hair in grimy stripes. Today, heads would roll.