Masako had hidden the broken off spearhead behind her so nobody could see it when the crowd began to gather. She was sure that nobody could see it and blatantly ignored all the bits and stuff like she was off in her own little world.  When the big guy showed up looking like every other Vaskaan Masako had killed during the war; she perked a brow at him. Her eyes narrowing dangerously, almost into slits as she looked at the cord. â??You put that cord on me and Iâ??m going to break every one of your fingers and probably your arm.â? She hissed at him.  â??You donâ??t own me either, nobody does.â? Masako said.<br/><br/>But the shorter man was right, she couldnâ??t put the spear in the guyâ??s throat until they were out of Seranto. â??Iâ??m not going to act like your fucktoy, your servant or your damn wench.â? She said. â??If youâ??d be so kind as to take me back to Etana and let me go Iâ??ll reward you thrice what you paid.â? Masako said in the tone of an arrogant noblewoman, making it absolutely clear she had no intention to cooperate unless he proved he didnâ??t have lewd things in mind.