While she was now painfully aware of the clanking and creaking behind her, Anna Marie was still caught off-guard by the sudden force against her back. She let out a surprised gasp as she was forced down against the pillar, her chest squashing up against the stonework. Her skirt wasn't quite short enough to reveal anything simply from being forced into this undignified position, but the fabric clung tightly to her ass as it was forcibly pushed out towards her attacker.<br/><br/>"Get<i>off </i>me!" She continued to shout in protest, but genuine fear was beginning to drive out the indignation in her voice. She tried looking back at the armour again, but with the force on her back couldn't quite twist her neck far enough for a good view. She saw movement as the halberd began to rise, felt its hand slide down her back to grab hold of her waist, then, finally, remembered that the dials existed and began twisting them for all she was worth.<br/><br/><b>[In order, Anna Marie enters:<br/>
113<br/>
123<br/>
223]</b>