"Why else? You're going to be our bargaining chip," sneered one of the men behind her, a tall, lean figure with hollow cheeks.
"Since only one side will remain standing, we might as well take someone important. They took the other girl, so you'll do. If you want to live, you'll convince your people to let us go and clear the way for us."
Hera took a shaky breath, her eyes darting nervously around as her body trembled like a frightened bird.
She made sure to keep her intentions subtle, hoping to avoid drawing attention all while she kept on pretending to be scared and weak.
The men, however, were oblivious to her inner thoughts, feeling confident that the negotiation was already in their favor.
After all, they'd watched from the shadows as Hera's people fought to protect her. When the opportunity arose, they seized it, thinking Hera's value outweighed that of Minerva.
Only if they knew...