" Having endured the last punishment, Meira was moved to another place within the dungeon. She was stripped completely now, further humiliating her. She stood tied by her wrists and ankles to a large wooden cross. The chains binding her so small that gave her little to no movement. Her back completely exposed to whatever new twisted treatment her tormentor had in store for her.
Up until now she managed to bear the tortures her captor inflicted upon her. Not once did she scream, even though the pain was great. She wouldn't give her tormentor the pleasure of seeing her broken.
The tormentor for his part, was getting more and more mad with every pasing moment. Even some of his most gruesume tools couldn't change the defiant look in the eyes of Meira. Any other man or woman would be completely driven mad by the pain by now. He knew that his Lord was expecting this woman to be broken and he desperately intended to do so.
The Tormentor walked towards the chained warrior and showed her the new device he choose for the ongoing punishment. A gauntlet full of bright and sharp spikes that were attached to the palm and the back of its hand. He waved it menacingly near Meira's face.
Like it?- He asked.
She didn't even answer as she prepared mentally for the nearing treatment."
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