Misha eyed the machine with wide eyes. She clenched her jaw as the scientist began to fumble with the dials. There was nothing to grab and cut herself free, no obvious tricks to help her escape. She struggled one last time against the restraints that held her firmly to the bed before she closed her eyes and braced herself for the shock. She let out a cry of pain through the fabric but she didn't feel the familiar process of shifting to her animal form. She wanted to think or say something sarcastic about the futility of this torture, but she didn't feel up to the task.

Liwei began sweating. "Uh.. what do you mean, boss? Important how?"