Thud.Thud.Thud.

The sounds of Mikhail's fists reverberated throughout the large training center, a rhythm of violence that was the only thing that was able to quell the everlasting storm within his head. His grunts grew louder as he threw his punches harder as a flash of the previous woman they tried to 'gift' him went through his mind. 'Fucking bitch. Should've ripped her throat out.' He internally seethed, the scratches the woman had left on his neck stung as his sweat rolled over the thin cuts.

Thud.Thwack.Thud.

He maimed her well enough after that to the point two of the guards had to hold him back with those damned electronic cuffs as another carried her off. It was no surprise that he was put on watch yet again which only meant that more guards would be wherever he was. His brow twitched as his piercing gaze flickered over to the doors where two of those reptilian fucks stood in their nanotech armor, one of their hands on their blaster as they quietly observed him. It only fueled Mikhail's rage as his punches flew faster against the bag.

Thud.Thud.CRACK!

With a particularly vicious cross, the chain that had been holding the bag snapped, sending the bag across the room somewhat with the midsection of it partially split as the innards slowly spilled out onto the mat. He stood there, chest heaving and his knuckles throbbing as he stared at the now destroyed bag. He's lost count how many times he's broken the damned thing, you would think being such an 'Advanced race' that they would have exercising equipment that wouldn't break so damn easy.

Making his way over to a bench, he grabbed his towel, wiping the sweat from his face and neck he tilted his head back, closing his eyes as his breathing slowly regulated itself. His rage was somewhat tamed for the time being, leaving behind a familiar bitter aftertaste that he had gotten used to over the years of being trapped here like some sort of prized animal in a zoo.

He took a deep breath, slowly letting it out before he threw his towel over his shoulder and made his way out of the training center, the two guards following after him, their footsteps much louder than his own.

As he passed down the various halls the other humans that were going about their day averted their gazes, not wishing to draw his ire as they knew just how unstable the 'Stud' actually was.

When he finally reached his personal corridor, rounding the corner he froze upon seeing another two Lacertilian guards, much larger than the two that were trailing behind him. Between the hulking beasts was a woman but he could hardly pay attention to her as the two guards by her side moved closer to him, standing a good two or more feet taller than he was. One of their scaly hands was on their nanotech sabres, a silent threat for him not to get too testy with them.

"The commander has graciously gifted you one last concubine, human." The tallest of the Lacertilians rasped, leaning down slightly to stare Mikhail directly into his eyes, the Lacertilian's slitted pupils thinning slightly. "If she dies or is too damaged to breed, you will be terminated, put down like the rabid beast you are. Do you understand?" Mikhail gritted his teeth, his anger already immediately rising as his body tensed up.

"Is this understood, human?" The Lacertilian hissed, gripping his sabre a bit tighter. Mikhail waited a moment before replying finally. "I understand."

The Lacertilian observed Mikhail's features before standing to his full height. "Good, we expect good news then." He nodded to the other guards, silently ordering them to follow after him as they moved out of the corridor, leaving the two humans behind.