Metty
Cringe
Stormbreaker
The pain was like being burnt alive again by her fire quirk back in the world she was. It was nothing like anything she had felt. She tried to resist said pain, only for it to shoot through her body massively. It was painful. Then they broke her lower foot before dragging her away. She was panting, trying to fight through the pain, after all.
She didn't have any strength to resist this as she focused on trying to fight it off. She gritted her teeth, trying to make sure any sign of weakness wasn't known. She said nothing to the guards, and they punched her across the face, not even flinching at the sight of it.
She was eventually dragged to a put and thrown in the lower pit however, collapsing onto the ground below with broken bones and the pain in her chest. Her wounds healed up, her taking a moment to adjust herself at the amount of pain Stormbreaker was in. She felt the taste of blood in her mouth and spat it out onto the ground. She hated the metallic taste of her own blood after all, as she felt like utter hell after what had happened.
She looked around, noticing what was going on, some sort of slave labor camp. That was great, as she wasn't the type to listen to the people in charge. However, she seemed she had no choice to listen, other than to do this work that was given to her in order to survive. She didn't like how fire was spewed out at both ends of the ore, however, as it would cause massive amounts of pain it seems like.
Stormbreaker got up, sighing, slightly defeated at the moment, grabbing the pickaxe and going to mine this ore. There was only one way out of this, and that was to obey them for now.
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