She Ain't Captured Yet

A host of women in maid outfits stomped down the staircase to the lower dungeons. Each was adorned in typical Torrentia fashion. Lots of thigh, lots of cleavage. The only different thing about them was the strange contraptions over their mouths. Masks to prevent being incapacitated by the residual gas.

Torrentia watched idly from her throne room through her crystal ball. This was just the wrapping up of operations after all. Eventually she turned the screen off. She had presentations to make for what to do with her new captive. How would she break Leona down? Would she use spells and magic? Or perhaps savor it. Use entirely non-magical means...

Torrentia was jumping the gun though. After all, Leona wasn't captured yet...

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