Valeria followed you with her gaze. Her look of fury didn't scare you.

This time, it was for real. You captured her, and of course, you laid out the rules of the game. But the tension was growing.

"Tell me, perrita, apparently you're not afraid of dying at all, are you?" she asked, hissing at you, trying to break free from the ropes that bound her, but failing.

You held her tight. Good job, soldier.