Elandriel's pale, elongated eyes were unrepentant as she watched him stumble away, and she twisted and pulled anew in the binding ropes, trying desperately to free herself of them - but to no avail, and his hand came hard and heavy against her cheek, pain exploding inside.<br/><br/>And again.<br/><br/>And again, over and over he struck her until she grew dizzy and disoriented with the pain of it, gasping for breath in between, tasting her own blood flowing across her tongue and feeling it trickling and spattering out between her lips from the cuts of her teeth inside her mouth.<br/><br/>Only dimly did she remain aware of the unfortunate, frightened human woman cowering unwanted between her thighs - until the jolting back and forth of the blows finally jarred the sharp knife loos, and it fell sliding down her body at the girl, the hilt of it glancing off her head before it clattered to the stones, and a slow, hot runnel of blood followed from the freshly reopened wound in her chest, matching that of her brutal Master.