The old woman paled tremendously, but to her credit, she gathered enough courage — or perhaps it was more desperation of a cornered animal — to spit at Ralph's feet. Ralph merely raised an eyebrow and shifted Soleia out of the way as that little bit of spit landed on his boots.
"Very rude of you," Ralph scolded. He curled his fingers to form manacles around the old woman's ankles, the very same type she imprisoned Soleia in.
However, he knew better than anyone that nothing short of death would allow her to emerge from the restraints. Sensing the fear in her eyes, he decided to restrain her neck and hands as well, all while humming a cheerful tune.
