"I have a broken ankle? I thought I got punched?"
"You did."
She squinted, staring out the glass box, her prison—for now, at least.
"But my ankle—"
"—Is something I made you believe. Get up if you like, take a little walk."
She got up, then fell. Her ankle really was broken. Aethel swore, her assailant laughed.
"Let's see you try that again."
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