Neat, go Valkyria, she really is a determined and fierce woman! But... let's throw her a surprising and sensual obstacle...

As she considered escape, Razorclaw came back into the room and suddenly grabbed her.

Valkyria tried to resist as Razorclaw dragged her back to an abandoned farmhouse, but his grip was too strong.

She felt her heart pounding in her chest. The farmhouse was filled with the stench of **** and decay, the walls blackened with soot and blood. Razorclaw threw her to the ground and sneered down at her.

"You're a liability, Valkyria. I can't have you getting in the way of my plans," he said, his voice low and menacing. "You're going to stay here until the battle is over. And to make sure you don't cause any trouble; I'm going to tie you up."

Valkyria struggled as he ripped off her clothes, leaving her exposed and ****. She could feel the ropes biting into her skin, pressing painfully against her inner thighs and breasts.

She gritted her teeth, refusing to show any sign of weakness. "You can tie me up, Razorclaw, but you'll never break me," she hissed, her eyes blazing with defiance.

Razorclaw laughed cruelly, towering over her like a beast. "We'll see about that," he said, before leaving her alone in the dark, cold room.

Valkyria lay there for what seemed like hours, her mind racing with thoughts of escape and ****. She could hear the sounds of the bandits outside, laughing and drinking and getting ready for battle.

She knew she had to find a way out, to warn the villagers and stop Razorclaw's plans. With a fierce determination, Valkyria began to work at the ropes, feeling them loosen ever so slightly.

She knew it would take time, and it would hurt, but she refused to give up. She was Valkyria, a warrior and a gladiator, and she would never be broken.