Earlier, the newest arrival had been delivered to her cell by several guards while restrained. Now she sat in the back in raging silence. There was a wave of anger that permeated the room around her, and if she wasn't tied up, she would have likely been beating herself up on the walls and bars, meaning that it might have been for her own good as well as the good of others. There was nothing in the world that she wanted more at that moment then to fight something, anything...