Her eyes remain wide with terror as she watches Naugus work, constantly calling out for him to stop and cursing his name. No matter how much she struggles, despite all of the blood coming from her battered wrists, she can't get up. Can't take back what is hers. Nothing. She's helpless, just as she always has been here.
But those thoughts are thrown out the window when portal cracks its way open in front of her.
No.
No. No. No. No. NO!
"It's not real... It can't be..."
The view of Masarra's great walls, the skyline, the ships, the very smell of the air wafting over her.
It's home.
Tears roll down her cheeks, silent and unheeded. It's too soon! She has so many things left to do before she's ready to go back, to set things right before she lets it go. She struggles against the shackles again, finally managing to slip one hand out from both the shackle and her glove as her blood lubricates the area enough. There's a desperation in her eyes as she rolls over and crawls toward the portal, hand outstretched.
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But those thoughts are thrown out the window when portal cracks its way open in front of her.
No.
No. No. No. No. NO!
"It's not real... It can't be..."
The view of Masarra's great walls, the skyline, the ships, the very smell of the air wafting over her.
It's home.
Tears roll down her cheeks, silent and unheeded. It's too soon! She has so many things left to do before she's ready to go back, to set things right before she lets it go. She struggles against the shackles again, finally managing to slip one hand out from both the shackle and her glove as her blood lubricates the area enough. There's a desperation in her eyes as she rolls over and crawls toward the portal, hand outstretched.
If she could just reach it...