Leela didn't stay up right, her legs shook, and didn't hold her weight, and she fell towards the ground. "Whats yours, Creepy bitch?" Leela shot at her, despite being weak, despite being handcuffed and barely able to move, she wouldn't not let herself be beaten. 

Her white hair was filled with dirt, her face blood stained and bruised, her clothes ripped and messed up, but Leela would never admit defeat. She stared defiantly at the girl.