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Chapter 15 by mask mask

Who is the owner of the raft?

A rich-woman with a mean fist! (and two servants)

As you fly out of the water you see a dark skinned woman in exquisite light armor leap to her feet with a startled expression. Two large men, clearly guards, by their livery, are kneeling on the raft and only have time to look up as you are about to land.

With a fierce expression the woman leaps forward arm drawn back.

Pain blossoms in your face and you slam onto the raft. You'd been punched hard with a clearly metal knuckled leather clad fist.

You gasp in pain, ear fins flaring.

"Restrain it!" a surprisingly dark female voice rings out. You try to scramble away.

"No! I- oof" You find yourself squashed against the wood of the raft beneath the weight of two well built men. Your tail coils for purchase on the wood, and you try to heave them off, managing only for a brief moment, but are pushed back down with the weight of the men on top.

You feel someone straddling your tail, a strong leather gloved grip tying the course texture of a thick rope around the wrist of your tail and your tail fin.

Even though you struggle, the rope pulls tough around your tail.

"Keep it restrained boys! You hear the woman shout over the Groans of the men as they wrestled with your arms.

Your realize that you are stronger than them, individually but, with each man using their full weight encumbered with armor you're having a hard time pushing them off, but maybe, if you have good leverage, you'll be able to push one off and overpower the other.

Do you manage to flip the table?

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