[Tempest frowns at her, but does as she's asked and holds out her wrist.
There's no cuts, but the skin is a darkened color where the chains had held her down. She sighs and reaches up to push some hair out of her face; the other wrist is similar when her coat shifts]
It did not even bloody touch me and it does that. Hell.
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There's no cuts, but the skin is a darkened color where the chains had held her down. She sighs and reaches up to push some hair out of her face; the other wrist is similar when her coat shifts]
It did not even bloody touch me and it does that. Hell.