It didn't snow that much, but the wind was still cutting through her clothing. She didn't know how much further they needed to go, but she didn't mind the silence. Something that has being a theme over the last couple of days. Still what would she not give to have Orisino's strong arms around her, to have him whisper words into her eat. She quickly shook her head, she really needs to get that idea out of her head. They could be attacked by anything, at any moment. She could not think about sex or any other hint of romance. If it was romance and not... She shook her head again, what the hell was wrong with her. She looked at Orisino's tense back, his hand rested on his machete. His eyes were focused on their snow covered road. The sound of the cracking snow, under their boots was deafing in their world of silence. Tamora banished her inner thoughts, and focused on the task at hand. Finding that illusive data bank, what ever that is. Or where ever that is. Orisino grunted, and she looked up. Not noticing that she had lowered her gaze to the ground. In front of them stood two Bigfoot monsters, those white furred giants. They just stood there and didn't move, as if they were waiting for them. Orisino stopped walking until she joined him.

"We have only one option." He said, and she only nodded. She was new to this area, hell she was new to this world. But he knows the way and if he said that there was only one option, she believed him.

"So we need to fight." She replied, softly. He nodded and she sighed. The last time she had fought one of them it was not easy. "What is the plan, I take the one on the right, and you take the one on the left." But he didn't reply, he sprinted forward, and she rolled her eyes and followed him. She grabbed the glaive from her back and jumped up. Cutting the Bigfoot closest to her, black blood poured out of the wound. But the beast didn't seem face by it, not that she expected to. But it would have been nice, the beast however didn't wait to respond. He swung his giant hand towards her, but gravity pulled her out of the way. "Alright big guy." She whispered and pierced the beast right under the armpit. Again black blood poured down, but she needed to jump quickly out of the other arms way.

"Tamora, behind you." Orisino yelled. Oh, he could communicate, that was handy if he had done that earlier. She again jumped out of the way. The other Bigfoot has joined their fight.

"I thought you were supposed to keep him busy." She snapped at him. Orisino did not reply, again. And swung with his machete, but the weapon didn't make any dent.

"Shit." He cursed and jumped out of the way, what the hell was wrong with his weapon. She looked at it and cursed. It was dull.

"Is there a way to fix it?" She asked, loudly he nodded. And jumped further out of the way. SO far that he left the battle completely. "Wait, what are you doing. I can not handle two of them on my own."

"Keep them busy." That was all he said. Really that was great, now she faced not one but two of the deadliest creatures inside the Digital Prison. Alright all what she needed to do now was keeping them busy. But for how long, she started to dance around them. Avoiding their thick fists, hoping and praying to what ever god was out there that she could bring in an attack as well. But that almost seemed imposible. She jumped back and slammed against the unforgiving stone wall of a mountain. One covered with a shitload of snow. The Bigfoot in front of her looked at her with his black marble sized eyes, it was almost as if he smiled at her. He raised his thick fist up, ignoring the one with the wound. She looked at it and a bit softly on her lip, she needed to jump at the right moment. The fist started to fly, and she ducked out of it's way. It slammed against the wall of stone cracking it. A deafing silence followed and then the loud cracking of snow and ice. She started to run in the direction she saw Orsino disappear, she could hear the monster behind her bellowing it out. Before the snow and ice slammed on top of him. The other Bigfoot tried to flee for the snow, but he was simply too slow, and he too became covered with snow and ice. Orisino choose that moment to jump out of his hiding place, she grabbed him and pulled him back. "What the hell..." He started to the roaring of the avalanche interrupted him. The other mountain, gave them enough protection. She hoped and prayed that the snow on this mountain stayed were it was. The roaring and the falling of the snow stopped after what seemed forever. "By the creator, what were you thinking." She looked at him and sighed.

"To be fair, I didn't think." She said and this was the truth, at least most of it. He sighed and looked at the thick layer of snow. She panted heavily and looked down at her shaking hands. He followed her gaze and grabbed her hands.

"I am sorry." He said after a short period. She wanted to ask him why he said it. But he let go of her hands and stepped past her. Anger flared up in his eyes, her gaze followed him. " Borachio, Fenton. What an unpleasant surprise." Orisino said. The two bulky man with their scar covered faces looked at him, with the same anger in their eyes.

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"It is no surprise at all. You are in our teretory for Designer’ sake." The smaller one of the two snapped at Orisino. Orisino just shrugged the words from his shoulders as if they were nothing. "Didn't we tell you to never come back here, the last time we saw you." Orisino nodded slowly.

"O yes, that was it. I thought I forgot something important. Well never mind, I am here for the data bank." He said, Borachio and Fenton, she didn't know who was who looked at each other. Clearly they were not ready to believe Orisino on his words. He grabbed her by the arm, and he was dragging her towards him.

"You are not going anywher, not before you pay our toll." The larger of the two said and he reached his hand towards her. But she jumped back out of his reach, her glaive ready to attack.

"Do not even think about it." She snapped at him. The large man with dark green eyes and short blond hair looked at her in outer shock.

"This bitch has claws, Fenton." He said, so he was Borachio, good to know. Orisino nodded slowly and looked at her. She nodded, towards him.

"Not every woman in here goes belly up, when a man says so." Orisino said, with a half smile on his face. Borachio looked at him and started to growl.

"And she those not have to." Another voice from behind her said. She quickly turned around, there was another man standing behind her. This man was short and slim, but there was something dangerous about him.

"Gremio." Orisino said, there was no mistake that he didn't like the guy. Or even respect him like he did with Chris. The man nodded towards Orisino, but focused his attention on her. Which gave her the creeps. "She is already being claimed." Orisino said.

"By you?" Gremio asked. "My, my. Things have changed." But the sarcasm was not far from his tone. "Well you know that your claim means nothing up here in the Frozen Hell. But strenght those and this woman just defeated two Bigfoots on her own." Tamora looked at him, with narrowed eyes. He had seen her fight, so why didn't he help her. O yes every man or woman for themselves. He still looked at her with interest. "Come let's discuss your plans in my village. It is getting late, and it is not wise to wonder in the dark."

"We already know that." Orisino said.

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The village was not far, which surprised Tamora slightly. The village was nothing more than a group of tents. Ten or twelve, all randomly pleased. There was no sense of order, in the middle was a large fireplace. A few women were busy with carving a piece of meat. Two of them looked up to look at her, their eyes were dull and the fire that once burnt in them was vanished. Not even a smoldering ember was left.

"Go back to work, bitch." Fenton walked over to one of them. She quickly looked away, and did what she was told. "I will fuck you so hard, that you will plead for mercy." Somehow Tamora knew that this was not an empty tread. Orisino lay a hand on her shoulder, and the warmth comfort her slightly. But she had the feeling that she will not get any rest.

"Please, sit." Gremio said, his voice reminded her of a snake in the grass. Orisino stepped over a rock and sat down, and she followed him. She felt everybody's eyes on her while she did so. She almost got up again, but to do what? Help those women how were busy with the meat, or to see if there was another task for her. One that those not include being on her back. But Orisino again lay a hand on her shoulder. "This woman here is a warrior. Her strenght is a gift from the creator." Gremio's words didn't carry as much weight as he would like. "She has defeated not one Bigfoot, but two." This time the hateful stares, changed to ones with admiration.

"She had help from Orisino. No man inside this prison has defeated more beasts." Said one of the men.

"I couldn't help her, my blade was dull." Orisino said. The man slowly shook his head in disbelieve. It didn't matter if they believed her or not, alright she was not the one claiming these things but still. As long everybody kept his hands to himself. Except for Orisino that is. The firepit was light, and the meat was put in a pot above the fire. It didn't take long before the air was filled with fumes of stew. It has been a while since they had something else than jerky and cooked water. Her stomach started to growl, like a starving beast. Still she was not sure if it was wise to accept the food. Maybe they should stick to their jerky and cooked water. The men all sat down, but kept enough space between them and her. They all started to speak, the conversations all revered to the hunt or women. Some even spoke about other choirs around the camp, one of them even started to speak with Orisino.

"Really, she burnt it with. Well we all know Marrisa, and know how jealous she can be." The man said and he looked briefly at her. "And I can not blame her. Your ladyfriend here is a beauty."

"She is taken." Orisino growled low. The man raised his hands in the air.

"Hey I already figured you had claimed her." He said.

"Or rather I claimed him." Tamora chimmed in, a small smile appeared on Orisino's face. He approves, good because it was to late to back down now. The man nodded slowly and slapped Orisino on the shoulder.

"She is indeed as strong as Gremio claims. Hey my name is Jackel, nice meeting you." Jackel said.

"Tamora." She said quickly.

"So Tamora why are you in this hellhole of a prison?" Jackel asked. She looked at Orisino who nodded.

"I do not know, I lost my memory of my life outside." She said and Jackel looked with a open mouth to her. "That is why we are looking for the data bank. Hoping to learn why that is."

"Well then Jackel and I will bring you and Orisino to it." Gremio said. "To make sure you two make it." He looked at one of the women. "Ladies, give use food and then prepare a tent for my geusts."