<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff99">Illian looked down at her, hanging there helpless like so many before her. He saw the fire in her eyes when she looked at him, and he vowed right then to break her. She was going to be hanging there for a long time, but at the end of it he would have her begging him, asking for release of any kind. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff4d">“Good, you’re awake. Though i think you will wish you weren’t long before i am done with you here.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff99"> He moved over to a small table filled with knives and other assorted gear, lovingly picking up some of them and making sure they had been taken care of.</span>