After Rhea's punishment, she was placed back in the hole again, in fact all her muscles and bones had been dislocated. He skin was like minced meat, she couldn't even move a finger. It reached to the point where her nose was bleeding.
Rhea shut her eyes, her breath hollow, as always she curled up into a ball. All sensations had vanished, only the chilling sensation of the core remained. She began to drift off once more, but then she heard Draven's deep voice in her mind once more.
"My little girl, I will be there soon. Hold on!"
His voice reminded her that she was still alive at this point. And it felt wonderful...so wonderful to hear him refer to her as "my little girl." It felt warm and intimate, as of she was truly his.
Hurry up, Draven, she thought before allowing herself to drift back to sleep.