You ran as fast as you could, panting as you moved your legs. Fear ran through your veins as you tried to escape her. You ran fast, but Yelan was faster. Before you knew it, a blue rope wrapped you up and you fell to the dirt floor. Yelan having won your little race.

Yelan panted, she pulled in the rope around you, and glares down at you. Your fast, but not fast enough. She muttered, placing her heal on your stomach, stepping on you.

Now tell me everything. Now.