Though the cuts Samuel made were small, and the burn Vanessa made painful, it was the words of the governor that stung the most. She glared at the back of his head. She wouldn't stay in bondage forever; she knew she would find a way out of this situation. "I'm worth more than you'll ever be, scumbag." Oh, how she wanted to just slice his little head off. But how would she do it with her bare hands and no weapon? Not to mention her scythe was going back to that bastard of a master. She bit her lip as the cuts and burn stung. She let the Enforcerers restrain her, but she then smirked. "I have friends in high places," she muttered under her breath. [i]I'll find a way out.[/i] She then looked at all three of them. "Where do you plan on taking me? Back to my old master? To the prison?"