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A large man stood in the doorway, grinning down at them. "Ah if it isn't my trusty slave Enwin. Did you make a new friend Enwin? I see you even managed to free your new friend from her cell. I'll have to keep a better eye on your magic use in the future." The girl shrank back against the wall, her slight body trembling in fright. She mumbled something in a language Sarah couldn't understand and the man laughed, "your' pathetic dark elf spell does nothing against me Enwin." He crouched down and grabbed her by her long dark hair. "Now you listen here slave, so far I have been a kind master, I feed you, clothe you, and allow you free roam so long as you obey me. Now, do you think this little escape plan of yours pleases your master?" When she didn't answer he yanked her hair and smirked when she cried out in pain. "Master, please" she begged "please just let the lady Sarah go." He chuckled at her pleas and let go of her hair, then stood up and turned his gaze upon Sarah. Sarah's jaw dropped slightly; the man's eyes were black, no color or white to it, just black. He narrowed his eyes at her, "I see the lady Sarah still inspires loyalty, even here in the darkest of places."
Sarah, not one to be intimidated, looked up at the man and glared. "Who the hell are you? Why are you keeping me here?" He laughed at her and took a step forward so that he was almost on top of her. "I'd heard rumors of your' fiery spirit, and now I can see for myself that they were true. To answer your' first question, I am The Master, YOUR new Master. As for the second question, you will see why you are here tonight when you meet my guests." He rubbed his hands together as if in anticipation.
Sarah stood and continued glaring at him. "Now listen here, I have no master, I will never have a master, and you cannot keep me here, you have no power over me!" Whatever Sarah was expecting it certainly wasn't hysterical laughter. Suddenly, so fast that Sarah didn't have time to react, the still laughing man grabbed her neck and held her up in the air so that her toes barely touched the ground. Regaining his composure, the man straightened his back and squeezed Sarah's throat tighter. He leaned in so that his lips brushed against her ear as he spoke; "Now it's your turn to listen Sarah. You don't get to tell me what I can and cannot do. You are but a lowly slave and I am your Master. I don't care whether it be by choice or by force, but you WILL obey me. I own you, every part of you is mine to use as I please. I am not known for my mercy Sarah, and you try my patience." Sarah could barely hear him at this point and the world around her was going dark. When her eyes started to roll back into her head, he released her and dropped her to the floor where she landed with a thud. The man fiercely kicked the barely conscious girl in the ribs and marched towards the dungeon door and left the room, locking the door behind him.
Slowly but surely, Sarah's vision cleared and she could just make out the shape of Enwin kneeling over her. Her tiny hands, one over Sarah's throat and the other on her ribcage, were surrounded in a soft, golden glow. Sarah once again closed her eyes as the glowing became brighter and tried to just concentrate on breathing. When she started breathing easier she opened her eyes again and groaned. Enwin looked at her in concern, "hold still lady Sarah, I need to finish healing you…I'm afraid The Master crushed your trachea and broke a couple ribs. This may take a while. Try and rest." Sarah obediently closed her eyes and eventually drifted off to sleep.
