The Heart seemed to work to hep with her intimidatione fforts; it deliberately leaves her mouth unviolated, so they can hear her cries of confusion, followed by screams for help, as it ravages her. Finexia will also feel her empathic link with the Heart improve; she can revel in the sensations, as if<em>she</em>were the one doing it.<br/><br/>The effect is... profound. Others, who had looked like they were going to protest, drop back, horrified, and the younger-looking ones look particularly worried. Silence, aside from the priestess' fruitless cries, and the meaty slapping of the tentacles into flesh, descends on the room.<br/><br/>Finally, one of the younger women, a dusk elven woman, timidly rises to her feet. "I... I will do it," she said. The other look away, most of them on the verge of tears.