"...you don't know how an invisible blade got strapped to your arm?" Chess repeated after a moment, the absurdity of the statement making her openly laugh "Oh gods... really?"<br/><br/>The priestess walking over and kicking her was a good sign; her people were<em>finally</em>starting to see reason.<br/><br/>"I'm sure she disgusts us all." Chess states, again still under the zone of truth's influence "So, now that we know that the woman indeed tried to assassinate me, and indeed nearly convinced me of her sincerity and is a risk to us all as she so aptly demonstrated, I believe I have a resolution.  All who wish to turn away best do so now; I've given her too many 'last chances' as it is..."<br/><br/>Once those that wished to had done so, she firmly wrapped her arm around her throat, and grabbed her chin.  Squeezing her arm and twisting, there was an echoing<em>snap</em>... and then Chess released her, and sighed.  She had trusted that woman... and she'd betrayed it, and she<em>still</em>didn't know<em>why</em>...<br/><br/>"...would someone care to help me dress and arm?  I don't think I'll be feeling so well for a while..."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Fort: 42... make THAT XD<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div></div></div>