Okay, she knew that she would need to be at her best to survive this. She needed to remember her training with the thieves' guild. Stay calm, stay quiet, stay-
"What the fuck?! Who the fuck steals hands?! Give 'em back, and let me out of here!"
Of course there was no response to her outburst, at least beyond a few of the other fighters looking her way, but she had needed that. Why did she have to be here? Why was her life at someone else's whims? After trying to punch the floor only to be reminded again of how impossible that was she sighed audibly and stood, moving away from all of these prying eyes. Luckily no one made any attempt to follow her. They presumably all had their own problems.
This 'Fred' character had taken her link to Frus! The knowledge of that fact just made her blood want to boil, and she couldn't even remember why she cared so much. That just made