As you were dancing on the stage, you glanced over at Centurion's work station, a box full of water.

She was in the box, her act was to break free from the chains, but you saw she was genuinely struggling.

You jumped off the stage and ran over to her work station and pulled her out. She was coughing.

"Gracias, querida, I thought I was going to drown..." She smiled and kissed your hand.