Captive Surrender

The Damsel stared blankly up at the Warrior before her, blood coating her knotted hair gripped by his meaty hand.

All around them, chaotic dueling and general anarchy reigned supreme.

She stuttered out a whispered plea, as the Warrior simply sneered and fell to his knees.

"What... have you... done!?"

He grunted and she whimpered, praying for the end to come swiftly and take- him.

Time stood still as the Warrior gripped his chest. His heart was near bursting. A twisted smile wove across the Damsels' face.

A few poisonous drinks would have them all on their knees soon enough...