He had to watch.
Zoisite's lips were blue and his teeth chattered. Ice crystals sparkled in his hair. There was a thin layer of frost over the shackles holding him to the rock wall. He strained to keep his back off the ice cold stone, but it wasn't easy.
Jadeite's blonde hair was dark with soot and ashes. Sweat rolled down his face, not only from the heat, but from the effort of pressing back away from the torches, burning so near. There were already angry red burns on his arms.
Nephrite was unconscious. He had been the most vocal, calling the sorceress all sorts of names. He had held out for as long as he could, but after the fifth burst of lightning through him, the brunette had given in to oblivion.
The sorceress vowed to break them.
And as the leader… he had to watch.
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Just a doodle. I've been reading a lot, and this was inspired by writings of dhoney and lilian413 on livejournal
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