The instant Islinda hit the ground, pain raked through her body like rapid fire and stole the breath from her lungs. She had rolled to a stop on the undergrowth hence her arms absorbed much of the impact and now that she laid on her back, she found out that moving her left arm hurt badly. Islinda knew instantly that it was broken.
Tears stung her eyes and she let out a whimper. How could that bastard do this to her? Well, she asked for it by running her mouth. But when Islinda wished for Aldric to kill her, it was certainly not this way. Not that any form of death was painless.
She managed to sit up, cradling her injured arm to her chest. Anger and pain coursed through her. She bet Aldric must be satisfied with what he had done to her, only for the blood to drain from her face when she turned to him.
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