Starglow Basin destripado

what could she do? she is a prisoner in his keep.

qiao quailed under his muscular show of menace. she'd grown accustomed to the luxury of a pain-free life, an opulence soto seemed diametrically opposed to withholding. if cooperation is what it took for her to break free, she would do almost anything asked.

and when she escaped she would see to it he lost everything -- not just that stupid eye.

soto's teeth flashed again, herding her to a thin wall of shale. any time she glanced back at him he snapped at the air between them -- a gesture the witch well understood.

piece of shit, qiao gritted as she limped towards her new holding block. it'd been her mistake to open her mouth -- but he will learn soon enough the soul-cost of stealing a priestess.