Byung knew he had to find a way for this woman to have her way with him because he wasn't in a position of power. Direct confrontation was impossible with his body bound and numb, his armor stripped away, and a mind-reading dark elf holding a knife to his chest. He needed to change the dynamic, shift her focus, make himself valuable alive rather than dead.
The woman dug the knife into his chest slowly, the blade piercing skin with deliberate precision. The fact she had numbed his entire body meant he didn't feel the pain, but he could see the blood welling up around the black crystal edge, could see her eyes watching his face for any reaction.
