“Try all you might,” Erza speaks through gritted teeth, keeping her chin tilted up as a way to keep her composure—her dignity. It’s difficult to maintain that when she’s chained to the wall, limbs bound, body battered and bruised. “You won’t break me—you won’t.”

Her eyes are hard as she stares at you, watching your every move. Your eyes are just as hard as you stare back, mind buzzing with ideas of just how to break her.

The great Titania. Tied up and at your complete mercy.