Sparks fly

Almost as soon as Lord Fred puts sword's edge to chain's link orange sparks fly from the contact. Astra bites her lip and bravely ignores the pain, but scorch marks appear on her perfect skin like blackest ink on whitest scroll page...

"Inhuman!" Cries Glenda. "You must stop! She'll die from the pain, if not the fire you're causing!"

Fred paused.

"This does seem more than natural heat and sparking," he observed. "Milady Astra, should I continue? I leave the decision to you."

1. "Of course you should continue, you prattling dolts!" says Astra in a somewhat unladylike way...
2. "Of course!" cries Astra bravely.
3. "Let's think about this," says Astra, trying to shrug away some of the pain from her scorch marks.
4. "The pain. I can't take the pain," the noble girl says, at great personal cost to her dignity.

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