Quickly, the male tied Tyamet's arms and legs together, and hoisted her up over his shoulder. Tyamet snarled loudly and continued to struggle, squirming around as the man carried her towards a small hut, just off the main path. The hut was made of straw, for the most part. Taking her around back, he laid her out on a slab of rough metal and kneeled down.
That's when Tyamet saw it. Bones. Hundreds of anthro bones, strung about the hut. This man was a cannibal! And as the man stood up, she felt the metal she was laying on getting hotter, and knew that she was laying on a primative grill!