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Sheeva released the pressure on Zaerine, at least a little bit. She lifted the limp elf up on to one shoulder, still using her lower arms to keep her captive's legs folded back behind her. Though this hold was dramatically less torturous, Zaerine's body was still being racked by gravity over her tormentor's shoulder.

This wasn't quite over yet, as much of a display of victory as this was. Sheeva had one final idea, and she wanted Zae to be awake for it. So, time to wake the poor girl back up...

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