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Message: <blockquote data-quote="GodOfCheese" data-source="post: 1581326" data-attributes="member: 19170">ZaraZara’s toes drag bumpily over the cobblestones as she’s pulled bodily away from the combat area.  She’s badly beaten, and her eyelids flutter open and closed.  “I am whole...” she whispers.  “Put me down... let me fight,” she begs, delirious, before something massive collides with the side of her face.  Whatever was holding her up has released her arms, so she sinks down across the cold impact surface to a cold, stone floor.“Good, she’s alive,” says a confident and extremely non-sluggish male voice.  “Tie her to that chair,” the voice commands with a snicker.  The snicker trails away into the silence as Zara’s consciousness seeps away.</blockquote>