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*・゚✧ ❁ ✧*・゚They were caught.
There was no way around it. They had hoped hiding in the hole would have protected them but, in hindsight, they should have realised that they could simply blast the hole to make it bigger - Crippling and getting them in the process, half of their shell mangled from their capture and thus preventing them from making a speedy escape. Or any escape for that matter.
It hurt. Everything hurt. Enough for them to black out now and then, hoping wherever they’re going will be quick and swift should they reach their end.
They didn’t think it could have gotten worse until they were roughly woken up in their little prison and saw...
Oh.
Oh.
Them.
“... Whatever you’re going to do- I don’t care.” They hoped they sounded brave, sounded resolute. They tried to glare up defiantly even as they visibly wilted at the thought of what may happen to them. “I’m not going to squeal on the Tower or on my sisters and brothers and their Guardians.”












