Tialyn swayed to her feet - Her soft gasp thankfully smothered, her body juddering as the chain slapped against her! She couldn't hide the spasm of pleasure that flitted across her lovely features...Her brow furrowing as she tried, tried to steady herself...<br/><br/>-Only to be startled, all over again, by the women who entered the room! It took *all* of Tialyn's focus not to be distracted by the sight of Anara writhing, moaning beneath the old man's touch...The muscular beauty's heady purr echoing in her ears, potent enough to make the gorgeous half-elf shiver in sympathy.<br/><br/>Pit-fighting? Gladiatorial combat? What<em>was</em>this place?<br/><br/>For the span of a second, Tialyn was relieved that she wouldn't be a mere bed-slave...But she couldn't restrain her taut hiss, her distinctly troubled expression as she stumbled forward a step - She couldn't help herself, as Ruby...As<em>Liandra</em>sank to her knees!<br/><br/>"No-" she began, but the hushed, breathless word didn't seem to be heard...It certainly didn't stop the lewd sounds of Liandra's tongue and eager lips at work, lapping away at the gorgeous redhead she'd been made to serve. Neither seemed to be troubled by the<em>act</em>they were committing, right in front of her - Tialyn's perfect teeth working against her full, pouting lips.<br/><br/>What had he<em>done</em>to Liandra? She didn't...she didn't even seem to recognize Tialyn, not truly - All trace of the fighter she'd been was gone. The thought made her skin crawl, even as she averted her eyes from the moans, the slick, wet sounds...<br/><br/>-Only to glance up, at the sight of the dark elf.<br/><br/>"You-" Tialyn breathed - Tensing, instinctively. She<em>knew</em>her - How could she not? Between the rounds of beatings, it was<em>that</em>woman who'd healed her each time - If only to make sure that the beatings<em>lasted</em>, that she'd be able to endure more abuse! Oh, she knew very well what the drow could do...Except-<br/><br/>"I'm to...<em>choose</em>~?" the Paladiness echoed, blankly - He wanted her to<em>work</em>with these...these harlots? A woman who'd sold herself into slavery, and...<br/><br/>Her gaze darted to Ruby, hoping for some sign of defiance - But with the woman buried tongue-deep in the statesque redhead's sopping folds, it didn't look like she could expect any help from *that* corner.<br/><br/><em>Liandra - I'll find some way to help you. I *swear* it,</em>she thought - drawing a deep, shuddering breath, her eyes squeezing shut for a moment. She didn't have a choice - Not truly. And the longer she waited...<br/><br/>"I - I will accept your offer of aid, Ebony," Tialyn said - And every word was a little betrayal. She had no choice - She had to play along with Master Sabin's wishes, whatever they were...For the meagre hope of freedom! Defiance flickered in her gaze, as she set her jaw, all the same-!<br/><br/>"If I must fight for our freedom...Then I shall fight."<em>For myself, and Ru - And Liandra</em>.<br/><br/>A<em>free woman</em>. That had to be a joke - Until she found a way home, a way to take Liandra with her...She'd never be free. Not really.<br/><br/>But until then - She'd do whatever she had to do, so they'd both survive! She drew herself to her full height - "Free me from these chains, and put my blade in my hand...And I'll face any challenge put against me, whatever it is." For though she wasn't about to admit it to herself...She'd do anything rather than go back to the dungeon!