She winced, drawing her leg up painfully, her eyes fluttering open weakly.,Looking at her own unfamiliar hands, four words popped into her mind:,Shen Tang frowned, able only to distract herself from the pangs of hunger by focusing on something else. Within her field of vision, a prisoner was eating too quickly, and because the flatbread was dry, he choked. He kept pounding his chest in an attempt to dislodge the bread stuck in his throat, his face gradually turning blue.。