[By the time he gets to the toes on the second foot, Sieglinde finally stops screaming. Her throat is too tight for it any longer, everything in her body on razor's edge, fingers digging in harsh and white knuckled at the arms of the chair, hips practically out of the seat, knees grinding together and struggling to keep from instinctively flinching away and jerking her feet from Masamune's hands. Nerve damage may have robbed her of most pain when her feet had been in their bound state, but now that they were being undone... There were new nerves to be found to be in pain.
There was only so much you could shave pain off of having the bones of your feet methodically broken piece by piece and rearranged, even if the shape they were beginning to retake was their natural one. Not near perfectly done yet, but a far more natural silhouette than they'd held not minutes earlier.
The tears are hot on her cheeks, teetering on the edge of hyperventilation and whimpering wretchedly around the cloth she'd bit down on, struggling to remain conscious, not to vomit, not to do anything but sit and let him finish the initial breaks. She tried to think about other things, tried to concentrate on the formula for the painkiller she'd prepared earlier that day...
But nothing would stay in her head, body drained of color and cheeks taking on a sick pallor as she cracked open an eye, tried to check on his progress in what seemed like it might be a lull, panting shallowly in between thick swallows. Don't vomit, don't vomit-]
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There was only so much you could shave pain off of having the bones of your feet methodically broken piece by piece and rearranged, even if the shape they were beginning to retake was their natural one. Not near perfectly done yet, but a far more natural silhouette than they'd held not minutes earlier.
The tears are hot on her cheeks, teetering on the edge of hyperventilation and whimpering wretchedly around the cloth she'd bit down on, struggling to remain conscious, not to vomit, not to do anything but sit and let him finish the initial breaks. She tried to think about other things, tried to concentrate on the formula for the painkiller she'd prepared earlier that day...
But nothing would stay in her head, body drained of color and cheeks taking on a sick pallor as she cracked open an eye, tried to check on his progress in what seemed like it might be a lull, panting shallowly in between thick swallows. Don't vomit, don't vomit-]