Just as Ralph wanted, I was tortured and toyed with by Lady Sabrina, but never hurt to the point of breaking me. I believed he wished to torture me to the point I was exhausted both physically and mentally as well as making me suffer from as many repercussions from my power as possible. He succeeded. When I returned to my prison cell these two days, dozens of gashes peppered my whole arms and body. Bruises littered my skin.
I looked at the hay on the floor of my prison cell. I was about to... when a clank broke my thought. A tray of food was pushed into my cell. I hopped to the tray and squatted down. I was hungry and began to dig in. Soon, I was annoyed, the bowl was getting in the way of me. I stood up and with my feet I kicked the bowl to the side. The rice in the bowl scattered on the floor. Satisfied, I continued with eating.
