The elf made a little yowl of glee as the racheted chains unwound, while Felicity  yelped in fresh pain, the landing on the table jolting her limbs. But the pain was inexplicably less than it had been, and lessened further still once the woman atop her returned to her strange chanting. The drawn muscles tensed, tightened, and Felicity whimpered at the contrasting sensation of cartilage covered bones grating together set against the hot flood of pleasure building between her thighs.<br/><br/>The elf's wild, alien gaze grew almost frantic, along with the work of her fingers, her chanting heightening toward a pitch that was matched in both women's bodies - and though her bindings were loose, Felicity did naught but stare, trying to hold still and not worsen her injuries.<br/><br/>Not until Elandriel let out a final, pleading cry. Then all at once the joints and ligaments that had parted in Felicity cleaved together anew, while the elf's body jolted, sudered at elbow and knee and wrist - and a thunderious release poured through the elf, and with her power through the human woman as well. With matches screams, the mellower timbre of Felicity's voice wrapt in Elandriel's bell-like cried, they came, bodies shivering and arching together.<br/><br/>And when they finished, left entwined and panting, it was the elf whose arm and leg twisted unnaturally, whose breast was marred by an angry circle, whil Felicity bore only sweat and a gleaming white scar, the perfectly healed insignia of the Barony.