She didn't really hate the sight blood. The red color usually excited her to the point where she missed it. There were days she used to pick up some least paid jobs because it involved blood but this was a very different situation. Now being at the receiving end of punches in gut and feeling her own bones painfully snap was not the best feeling in the world but since she was expected this much, she didn't wanted to complain yet. But she was slowly starting to see black circles around her eyes. She had been tortured before but she had forgotten how she managed it. She was probably feeling the same as she did now but her pride was too much to remind her that.
See this, if you faint....they might think you are a wuss. Her head helpfully reminded her. The reminder she didn't need at all.
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