A Desperate Roar

The Cracked Tower
Although Shichibukai usually didn't frequent Impel Down, Tabart had been sitting around the prison for the last few days, biding his time until he thought that the woman would eventually crack. While the guards treasured her more than the other prisoners, due to her supernatural charm, they had families to feed and desires of their own; desires that he had heard were not being met in this isolated world.

He had ordered his men to dock a ship outside the prison lined with money, alcohol, and exotic treats for them to enjoy. But only, and only, if they could make her life a living hell for the past week. They were to spit on her, torture her, isolate her, and starve her. She was to be left on the verge of life and death. But, she was stronger than he imagined. Her will kept her moving, even when she had nothing her stomach.

Still, there was no doubt that things were beginning to take a toll on her physically. He couldn't let her weaken too much. He needed her more than ever, and at this point, he would have her whether she agreed to it or not. Therefore, he sat in the empty room, her chair awaiting her as the guards went to fetch her.

He smirked as he heard the footsteps.