Eurasia Enne Zahard

As soon as you stepped into the cell of Eurasia Enne Zahard, your eyes narrowed even after everything you had seen before. Unlike the A-Rank Prisoners, who were chained in a crouching position, it seemed that, for Enne and "her", the way with which they were held focused more on intensive restraints and positions designed to keep them unable to fight back instead of tortorous punishments.

Before you, stood Eurasia Enne Zahard. She was naked, but that wasn't the end of it. Much of her body was covered in thick chains, which seemed enchanted with spells to keep her from using shinsu and bind her incredible strength completely. On top of that, her neck wore a collar also bound to chains over glowing sigils of shinsu energy, and she was spread-angled entirely, as though they sought to prevent her from mustering any kind of momentum.

Still, despite everything, you can't deny that Eurasia Enne was very beautiful indeed, and that beauty did not seem to have diminished despite everything. Her pink hair was overflowing, touching the ground yet seemingly undirtied, somehow, her breasts were, although not at the same level as Yurin's, quite well-endowed, and her curves were quite the sight. She seemed to be more on the side of slender instead of muscular, but you knew fully well how powerful she was.

Soon enough, though, Enne, seemingly sensing your presence despite being asleep, opened her eyes, and you quickly got the impression of Enne as someone deeply melancholic, tormented by sins yet also willing to try and find redemption. Her expression didn't seem hostile, as she just looked tired. "A... Person? I haven't had a person for company since I was imprisoned here. Who... Are... You?" Her voice was hoarse, yet there was still a certain edge of authority in it.

You exhale deeply as you explain to her the details as to why you are here, along with showing the insignia of Gustang as proof that she could trust you, helping her catch up with what had happened within the Tower and also assuring her she would find freedom soon enough. Enne's response was... certainly unique, alright. She didn't seem too happy, aside from showing relief.

"Ah... So I'll be free soon, and my father has turned against Zahard, while even my mother has done the same as well. I'm more surprised it was my father first than my mother, but I guess it doesn't really matter. I take it I have suffered enough for my atonement over the lives I took. I can try and fight to ensure Zahard is truly defeated for good now." Enne whispered softly, more to herself than you apparently, but she quickly turned her eyes towards you.

"Alright, but as for your cover as a journalist... You don't need to ask anything. I'll speak to you all the details you need to know. Reserve the questions AFTER I finished explaining myself. Is that agreeable?" You nod immediately. After everything this woman had been through, she clearly deserved that and more.

"Thank you." Enne said softly as she gave you a small, melancholic smile. "Well, to begin with, first of all, like you must have already learned, I didn't suddenly went insane. I confronted Zahard over the truths of the system of the Princesses, and learned all the cruel secrets of it. Since then, I just... Couldn't take it. I only came back to my senses once I had killed so many people, just as much innocents as those deserving. I didn't even fight back when they came to bind me. I just stared at all the damage I caused while I was dragged away."

"As soon as I was taken to Zahard, he basically sentenced me to life imprisonment inside here. That's how I became the S-Rank Prisoner. I... Would prefer to avoid describing the tales of Arlene Grace, if you would allow me to. That story still haunts me at times." Enne spoke with that same softness coupled with a certain degree of firm authority. You nodded sympathetically, understanding why.

"Now, as for my punishments..."