[i]Stay away. Stay away. STAY AWAY![/i]

Feela's mind was already in full panic when the water started streaming in, and her fear started turning to anger. She just wanted to leave now. She had no intention of letting these people confine her in an unnatural place like this.

[b]Slam[/b]

Feela whirled around as metal bars crashed down over the way she had entered, sealing her in with the rushing water. She swiftly ran back and slammed her shoulder into the obstacle, bouncing off and falling to the floor. Now well and truly angry, Feela decided she had had quite enough of this place. These bars were in her way, and she would not let them remain so.

She thrust her hand out to her side, feeding that rage into the symbols tattooed into her right hand. As always before, her blade extended without a sound, ready to slice apart anything she needed it to.

She brought her hand across in front of her, swinging her hand with all her might through the bars that blocked her.