â€œI brought her out here to have my way with herâ€ Amora stared at Errol, eyes wide. 'He... lied to me...' Though, what was she possibly expecting? She was in a world surrounded by cruel beings, she had no hope for escape. She could feel her eyes watering again, she went limp in Screwtape's grip. She could feel him touching her hair, but she didn't care. She was a pet; no amount of running off and hiding would ever change that. Screwtape was addressing her, she didn't even look up. "Do what you wish..." she could hardly believe the words coming out of her mouth, but what other choice did she have?