You enter into the makeshift cell your men have made in a town you recently captured for prisoners. Tigratavā is under the watch of a guard, and has her legs and arms chained together. She looks up as you enter the room. An expresion of defiance is on her face. "And who are you?" She snears. " I suppose you're the one in charge here?
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