Being tased didn’t hurt as much as she’d expected. It was like being doused in ice water, her entire body seizing, straining, and refusing to cooperate, the pain almost secondary. What hurt most was the way she involuntarily clenched of her jaw. The strength with which her teeth pressed together made her worry she might crack a tooth.
Ow.
It only lasted a moment, but her body wasn’t any more cooperative after the current subsided. She lay there, huffing small breaths, every limb unresponsive. A deep, furious rage grew inside her chest, but she was impotent to do anything to release it.
Yeah, no catharsis for you this time.
A pair of hands seized her, sat her up. Her arm dangled limp to her side.
Grue spoke from behind her. “Skitter, lift her legs. Regent, support her midsection. Imp? Give me a hand with her upper body, take the other shoulder. We lift on three, alright?”
“Right,” someone said.
Imp, huh. Nice name, kinda simple but gets the point through. Her power might be something sort of mischievious?
“One, two, three!”
Time to go!
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