Erica squirmed as Ignis tightened at the restaints even more. By this point, she could no longer feel the majority of her limbs. Her hands and feet had a blue-purple tone after being cut off from the flow of blood for so long.
Erica, having been completely worn out, stopped to struggle to break free at let herself fall down again. A snap could be heard as her shoulders dislocated due to the weight.
Erica hung her head and weakly cried as the memory came up more and more.
Within her mind, Erica and Regulus stood face to face again.
Well now. This is unfortunate, is it not? Had thou only the strength to break free.
A task that would be simply had thou not seperated thyself from me.
How ironic, in thinking seperating thyself from me would bring thee peace of mind, thou art in more distress then ever before.
Erica said nothing had not the strentgh to argue with Regulus and remained silent.
Pathetic...