Desiare looked around quickly, picking up her rock as she continued working on the cage. For two days she had done so, constantly watching to make sure no one snuck up on her. It had been an arduous task, and her fingers were beginning to grow bloody, but she simply wrapped a strip of cloth around the flat end of the stone and kept working. Her progress was starting to pay off, as she could feel one of the slats of the cage give slightly, loosening under the constant pressure she applied.
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The Interrogation Begins
