She stood up slowly as if she were a rusted robot going through a long-forgotten motion, his perception wrapped around her body, and he could see the struggles she went through with every motion.
Her single muscles on her body were straining against what was inside her, and he could not help because the field surrounding her seemed indestructible to his perception.
Maeve had never given up, she continued fighting whatever was inside of her, Rowan thought that it was most likely whatever was inside her had been dormant, and when they saw his growing ability they sought to bring him to order, by controlling her actions.
Yet, they must have underestimated her Spirit, his painting showed that they had broken her body in countless places. She was not like him, the blows must have been extremely painful, but that did not stop her from fighting for a single instant, she had made a promise to him, and she would always persevere to keep it.
