A woman holding an electric cattle prod opens the door to the room the Sole Survivor was last seen in. She enters the room seemingly expecting him but doesn’t see him chained to the wall like he should be. Closing the door behind her, she runs inside and starts searching the room for the missing mummy.
“Looking for me?”
She turns around to notice TBM right beside the doorway. Smirking, he walks forward with the Kingdomblade pointed at his assailant’s neck. Eyes wide, she drops the cattle prod and slowly raises her hands, murmuring gibberish all the while.
“Another one of Aarman’s sick and deranged patrons coming to emasculate me. Do you know what kind of tortures I’ve been through while I was restrained?”
The woman shakes her head. TBM scoffs in response.
“I was stripped of my bandages and forced into compromising positions while people like you used various instruments to try and make me feel pain. I’ve been burned, sliced, stabbed, shocked, and nearly beaten to death during my stay here.”
He lowers the sword slightly.
“I only willingly stayed bound for so long because I had hope that Fidel had some useful information about my son. I was willing to sacrifice my dignity and set aside my anger towards the lot of you in order to get it.”
Beat.
“You wouldn’t understand why I’d place myself in such a predicament, lady. You don’t have a child that you’d be willing to lose everything for in order to ensure their safety like I do.”
He raises the blade back to her neck.
“Now that he told me what he knew about James, I don’t have any reason to keep allowing people like you to use me as a gimp. Since he isn’t here, then I have no reason to stick around this depraved shithole.”
Slowly, he presses the tip of his weapon against the woman’s neck. She stammers over her words and starts shedding tears. Undeterred by this, TBM continues to speak.
“But he made a grave mistake when he tried to keep me in Eden. After being on the receiving end of you people’s fucked up fetishes to get the verbal equivalent of a shrug, I wasn’t going to put up with it anymore.”
The Sole Survivor backs her against the wall where the chains are located.
“Aarman is going to feel every bit of the humiliation he put me through when we meet face to face. He’s going to be stripped of his dignity while being put through the same punishments I went through during my time pinned against the wall.”
Setting the Kingdomblade down, he begins to chain the weeping lass to the wall. Despite being conscious, she doesn’t do anything to fight out of it.
“A fire has been growing inside me ever since I first set foot in Eden, and I’m about to unleash it on him and anyone else that dares to use me like a toy. He should’ve been careful not to play with fire. Now he just might get burned.”
Cut.