The proud barbarian warrior finally came to her senses after being unconscious for such unknown time. The last thing she remembered was that hit with a powerful spell that had rendered her body numb. Crimson Moon looked around the room while listening to the male talking and the three other girls who are the same room as her. For some reason, she saw that her clothing was gone and only the long length of silk was the only option for such coverage. Her emerald eyes were locked onto the male probably responsible to her imprisonment.<br/><br/>The person in question was a very dashing fellow as he stood about six and a half feet that held some charm. Most would fall him right after such treatment, but not here. There was no way that she was going to accept herself being a slave to such man. Crimson reached for silk and covered herself, not worrying if the other girls didnât get their share to keep their dignity.<br/><br/>âHow dare you strip me away like this? If you think that you will some kind of slave of yours, then you can forget about it,â Crimson Moon said with fierce defiance in her voice, believe that she was still a free woman. âYou will not get away with this.â