HERE COMES TROUBLE | TORTURE/CAPTURE

[ninazu]

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I WISH YOU COULD SEE THE WICKED TRUTH
CAUGHT UP IN A RUSH, IT'S KILLING YOU

She hissed as the knives dug into her skin, blood dripping down her flesh in steady streams. With baleful eyes, she glared up at him – smoke curled out of her mouth, but her intimidation tactic stalled there. At his question, however, her lips curled as she barked a frustrated laugh at him. “How do you breathe, you imbecile?” she snarled back, thrashing despite the agony of his knives. Her right forelimb jerked free – leaving a gaping wound almost down to the bone, though she remained undeterred and attempted to smack him in the face with her paw. She doubted he’d let her out of the Rosebloods as anything more than a corpse, and she’d no intent in allowing him to wound her pride. Ninazu would rather suffer a thousand cuts than resign herself to her fate.

In her peripheral vision, she saw a hulking mutant and a lioness approach the torture scene. The sand cat nearly smirked, but focused on spitting at her captor. She’d use her possessions magic to switch bodies when this one expired, but like hell they needed to get a hint of her plans. “You captured me to ask that? You probably have a few elementals among your own goddamn ranks. Or is your clan so pathetic that everyone here is as muggle as you?” she spat, tails lashing against the ground.

WRITTEN BY AXIOM * TAGS

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