Lilliana began chanting quietly to herself, words that were barely above whispers in the echoing chambers of torture.<br/>"Sicco corporus-corporis<br/>Eripio mentis<br/>Liberatio phasmatis"<br/><br/>Again and again she chanted this, until her head dropped to her shoulders and she became limp in the arms of the guard.  Her eyes, though concealed by the blindfold, rolled to the back of her head.  She had released her spirit from her body, leaving it rather defenseless but temporarily insuceptable to pain.  She knew when she returned later, her entire body would throb, but it would spare her the torment and humiliation of being abused.<br/><br/>(translation; out of body, free the mind, release the spirit)