Her demand wasn’t quite the pleading he’d had in mind…he studied her face, the heart shape barely outlined in the shadows could vaguely see the ...plush, cupids bow shape of her lips, lightly swollen from his bruising kiss. From those moments in which he’d slammed her into the room, in which he’d lost all control…. Seeing her, flirting, smiling at every other man, then looking to him, her hazel eyes flashing across the room, her brows arched not in challenge, but a demand. Her lips curved in a. "The flow of the sword is a part of you. Describe to me what happened after the man held you." I was shocked, and scared. I had dropped the sword, and was defenseless as he held the dagger to my throat. I thought I was going to die." The movement of her sword started becoming erratic, moving in bursts."Concentrate on your sword!" Rohea admonished.Maes gulped and focused again on her sword. She slowed down the motions further in order to maintain control of its path."Good, what happened. Finally I smoothed on a pair of black gloves that reached almost to my shoulders. "Turn around and put your hands behind you," said Sylvia as she approached carrying several coils of rope. Meekly I complied and felt the rope coil around my crossed wrists and tighten there. Sylvia then put her hands on my shoulders and pushed me down onto my knees. Once there she looped ropes around my thighs and underneath my ankles, keeping my legs doubled over on themselves. As I sat uncomfortably on. .. well, sane in mind, knew better than get themselves involve in a brawl between second level Core Masters, much less crazy first level Core Masters who were willing to detonate their mist energy. Yes, the fluctuations of Mes's first meal were not discreet. Moreover, if one of the groups had relations with these reclusive experts, they would have most likely looked for them before the fight.As for the savages ... Almost a year ago, when Zax descended the mountains of the first Savage Cave with.