Seveline struggled still despite the pain, though her only reward was being hit again and again as she'd been before. Her blue eyes looked up at Bastian with hate and disobedience; she wasn't going to just let herself be beaten like this. She took the blows over and over again, not letting so much as a whimper past her lips, refusing to give the vampires what they wanted.<span style="font-style: italic">"You really don't have in option in this. You are the targets only apparent weakness. You are going to be bait even if I have to tie you up and drain you of nearly all your precious little life force."</span>'Their target? I'm not their real target...' She thought as she was pulled to her feet, still glaring at Bastian. Then an idea came to her mind. 'Blane! They're trying to trap Blane! They think he'll come after me if I'm in trouble... knowing him he would. But just this once, can't he stay away? is it worth my life for both of us to be killed?' She tossed her head away from the fabric as the vampire tried to gag her, but eventually she was forced to keep her head still. She froze when she felt Bastian's lips against her throat, trying to twist out of his grasp but it was much too tight; moving around too much caused her even more pain.<br/><br/>As she was dragged along, Seveline fought and struggled relentlessly, despite the agony she was in. They might have tried breaking her strength, but her spirit was much more of a challenge than that. She wasn't going down without a fight. Despite the blindfold that was over her eyes, she knew they were heading deeper into the forest, far from where the fighting would be; Blane would have to be far from safety before he could rescue her. But would he come to her rescue? Seveline honestly didn't doubt it, and wouldn't be surprised if he gave himself up in thinking they would give her up... no, he was smarter than that. He was much more clever than that. He'll figure something out.<br/><br/>Seveline stumbled as she was pushed forward suddenly, hitting her head harshly on the wall but only letting out a hissing sound from the pain. She still refused to cry out, refused to let the vampires win this; if they were going to torture her to death, then they wouldn't get the satisfaction of hearing her cry out and beg like anyone else would have. The girl was hard as rock when it came to situations like this; she wasn't going to be beaten down and let her pride be taken from her. As the blindfold was taken off of her, she glared up at Bastian. She was no toy... or if she was to be one, then she would remain silent against the pain.