Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20160411075838/@comment-26571677-20160603071632

She was trembling in pain, and fear, and tears ran down her cheeks, a thin line of blood coming from her mouth. She was terrified, but refused to show it. She wouldn't give them the satisfaction of it.

Again, she spat, weakly, into Varna's face. She loved Dalton with all her heart, she wasn't about to sell him out like some sort of selfish brat, even if it meant enduring this pain, this torture, this...humiliation.

She fell forward, breathing heavily, and saw spots in her sight, preparing herself mentally for the next attack.