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Expression stony and body posture loose and casual, Pandora just stared with stoic disinterest in watching Marek punch and muscle Shien. Marek was a good fighter and very good at his craft on the battlefield, however, his sense of interrogation left much to be desired. So much so, that even the victim at hand would rather be dealt with by her instead of him. That was honestly quite the pity. At least the damage received by her brother in crime would have healed after some hours. Pandora liked her damage the same way she liked loyalty from her legion. Permanent.

But this is what he wished, and after Marek stabbed Shien's hand and he winced with pain, Pandora rounded them and came up from behind Shien. Even if he wasn't wrong in his comments, there would be retribution for Marek paid by Shien in belittling him. "You're getting bold." She declared simply while jutting a knee up and bashing the pointed tip of her booted foot into the back of his knee. This would undoubtedly cause him to double forward and fall over, and she shoved her hand into his back to assure he went horizontal onto the floor. Once there, she planted her left foot onto his lower back, allowing the narrow square of her heel to dig sharply into his tailbone. "Marek, go find the servant that tends to my favorite fish bowl. Have her bring that and another retrieve tools from the stable master's quarter. "

Assuming he did, Pandora stared back down to Shien while she herself sank to a knee, removing her foot and putting the objects in her hand down. She then pulled a tanto from the sheath on her hip to cut away some of the vines detaining him from the waist down. However, she'd only cut away enough to grab and free his left hand from the elbow down and meticulously cracked each of his fingers to assure there would be no lubricative gases in any of the knuckles. By now the two servants returned.

One was a stout woman with wiry grey hair, holding a large rectangular fish tank that was filled with a pulsating... something with tiny little pink organisms crawling all over it. The other servant was a thin but very tall man that was also graying but still appeared to save vigor left, he was holding a large basket filled to the brim with tools. While the woman set the fish tank down near Shien but just beyond his line of sight, the man put the tools down next to Pandora. He wouldn't be able to see anything she was doing at this point, but he would feel as the tip of his left index finger was soon positioned between the smooth razor edges of two curved blades.At that same time, he could also feel the two servants staring down upon him. "You didn't answer my question. Who went to Amegakure?"