Shalelu was already at the ogre's side, her belt knife out, slitting the brute's throat in a single, clean stroke, before Rimeera had even finished cleaning her weapon. She didn't say anything, but had a grim look on her face, that hardened as she looked at the human woman, chained up.<br/><br/>The woman in the cage was in poor condition; bruises covered her legs, arms, and torso, and one of her legs was bent at an unnatural angle. She'd also, clearly, been a recent, and repeated, victim of the ogre's attention, given the stains on her legs, and pooled beneath her. Despite this, though, as she looked up and met Rimeera's eyes, it was clear she had a fierce fire in her, that hadn't, yet, been broken. She's an attractive, Ulfen woman; broad and muscular, and relatively young, though it's hard to see much of then, beneath the abuse she's taken.<br/><br/>(The doors are locked, but the ogre has the keys.)