When she woke again, she forcibly suppressed a groan. Korina cracked an eye open and looked around. She was still stuck to the wall. Wonderful. Today was by far the worst she had felt since ending up here. Whatever they were doing to her was starting to show, in more ways than one. She couldn't do anything with a sharp stab of pain erupting from somewhere on her body. Dropping her head against her chest, she allowed herself a small groan. She felt like death warmed over. The door creaked open and she picked her head up again. Four of them stomped in and stuck her feet in an icy barrel of water. She sucked in a breath, but didn't try to pull them out.

One man leaned in close to her and whispered, "I'm sorry."

He was the last to leave the room and Korina recognized him as the man she bribed to let her take care of her armor. She blinked at his back as he pulled the door closed. If anything happened to her armor, she would-

The telltale sign of her gift from Nocturnal returning was a light buzzing at the base of her skull and a slight rush of air. She could only use it once in a twenty four hour period, as per the agreement with the Daedra to prevent the Nightingales from abusing their gifts. The metal around her wrists started to grow hot and struggled against it. By the Nine what was going on? Purple lightening sparked from the metal and shot down her spin. Korina bit her lip until it bled and it still didn't stop. It took her breath away. She kicked the water barrel over and writhed against the wall. When she was able to draw in a shuddering breadth, a feral scream was torn from her throat and echoed off the stones.