<i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf0080">Jo wasn't out for long, a couple minutes at most, and when she woke, she was already trembling. She knew that even if she could escape - which she knew she couldn't - Alexander would destroy everything in his path to find her. Seeing that Cran was still in the room, she quickly rose to a sitting position and scurried so that her back was against the wall directly beneath the window.  The strong, stubborn woman was, once again, that which had taken 50 years to drill out of her personality. Terror rippled through her body. "Wh-what are you going to do with me?" she asked softly.</span></i>