Amaya hadn't said a single word since Sasuke had left, the only responses she gave were the grunts of pain when beaten. Her health rapidly decreased as the days passed, and soon she didn't even bother to move from the spot they had dropped her in her cell, unable to move really. Her body was black and blue, her eyes had been swollen shut for days, both from the poison out in them and the beatings. Her limbs had healed incorrectly and broken many times over, leaving her unable to walk or use her arms at all. At that moment, she was left cuffed to the whipping post, slumped forward against it, her lower body lay on the ground, while her upper body was hanging from the post. Her armor had been torn from her person and her back was a bloody mess of sliced flesh, but definitely the worst thing was the runes. Infused with magic, they hurt every time her heart pumped, every time she took a ragged breath, but she was barely conscious anymore. The smell of death hung heavy around her, and it was clear she'd be dead within the next few days if the beatings continued as they did.