Cody tried to hold in the cries of pain. He bit his lip, closing his eyes shut even though there was a blindfold covering them. His hands clenched into fists with each hit, the only sign of pain being his breath hitching sharply, though he kept himself from crying out, miraculously. Oh god, the pain...<br/><br/>He flinched when the whip was thrown down, moving back as much as he could, away from Uriah as he crouched down in front of him. The blindfold was taken off and Cody forced his gaze away from the Magi, glaring at the ground. He winced slightly as his face was touched, almost tempted to bite Uriah's hand, but did nothing, shutting his eyes as his body began slowly betraying him, wanting the pain Uriah would give.<br/><br/>His body shivered, his back arched slightly against Uriah's hand before he jerked himself away from the man, falling onto his side with a grunt of pain. He glared up at the man, inhaling sharply as the knife was revealed and its tip slid down his neck. He bit his lip, a soft whimper escaping his lips even though he fought to hold it in. The young man glanced up in time to see Uriah lick the blade clean, and forced his gaze away, angry at himself that the sight made him excited.<br/><br/>"I hate you..." He whispered, his eyes shut as he kept his face turned away.<br/><br/>----<br/><br/>Winoa nodded at the plan of saving Cody, then glanced up when Tristan mentioned leaving him to fight off the Magi. She frowned slightly, but said nothing, looking away. It was pointless to argue with Tristan. He would eventually win the argument if she brought it up.<br/><br/>When her restraints were cut, she sighed softly, rubbing her wrists lightly where the ropes had cut into her skin. She heard the clatter of the tray, listened as Tristan divided the food around. Her fingers curled around the bread and water canteen automatically. She set the canteen in her lap and slowly began ripping small pieces off the bread and putting them in her mouth, blinking as she chewed. As she ate with one hand, she picked up the canteen and pressed it into Tristan's hands. "Keep hydrated..." She said softly before putting another piece of bread in her mouth, eyes focused on the floor. She was listening intently for any incoming footsteps, any voices, plans of what would happen to the captive group.<br/><br/>She only nodded at the directions to replenish their energy, though her mind was too busy to even think about sleep at this point. She could feel every one of her comrades heartbeats and slowly listened as they all drifted into light sleep. She stared at the floor still, finishing the bread finally. She blinked as she listened to the overall stillness throughout the cell, flinching suddenly and jumping in surprise when she heard a faint scream come from farther down the hall, deeper in the building. Her stomach turned violently. Cody.<br/><br/>"Tristan..." She whispered softly, eyes not moving from the direction of the sound. She couldn't see anything, but she could sure as hell hear the guards chuckling in amusement at her friend's pain. It made her heart twist and bile rise in her throat. She swallowed painfully, forcing her body to calm. The Magi were more aware beings than humans. She had to be more careful with her emotions.