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Vah'lux allowed a long-held breath to slowly release as the two men began to make their way over to her cell. The Goliath truly had no idea what to expect, as this was the first time she had been held captive by humans. Were they to hold a summary execution, using her as an example to foreigners that they would not tolerate disobedience? Perhaps. Or whatever prayers or last rites were being spoken over each of the prisoners was something beyond her comprehension of the culture and beliefs, which is quite possible. It was tough living in a world where one didn’t quite belong, but as most of her race, the pseudo-giant was adaptable.
 
She stepped as close as she could to the iron bars, and simply stared back down at the one dressed as a priest. She didn't know what else to do as she examined the face of the one who would be her judge, jury, and executioner.