Ryme for a Reason 8 Tougher Than I Look

Ryme started screaming as she saw the men comming toward her and Nalo. “Help! Help! Roan! Daddy! Nanny Klyne! Someone help!”
No one came to her aid as the men picked Nalo up, “Nalo, Nalo wake up! What did you do to him? Nalo?” Still hysterical Ryme tried to pry their fingers from Nalo, “Leave him alone you brutes!”
Two of the four men grabbed her arms, now she was screaming louder than ever, “Daddy! Daddy!” Her cheeks and shirt were being soaked by her tears. The men gagged her mouth to stop her screaming they tied it so tight around the back of her head she could barely close her mouth, and they tied her hands together with a lead rope to pull her. They left her feet undone, but the first time she tried to run from them she was tugged back to land on the ground.
Still screaming at the men around the gag, Ryme wedged her feet under a large root to keep her in place. The man that had her rope tugged brutally, but Ryme kept her resolve. She reached up with her bound hands and started tearing at the gag in her mouth, the largest man strolled forward and grabbed her about her shoulders and picked her clear off the ground, her feet coming out from under the root.
Ryme started hitting him around his face and neck, and kicking everything that was close enough to her feet.
“She’s got more fire that I’d expect.” The one that still held the rope commented.
” We can put that out right quick.” The large one said, he didn’t even seem to notice her hiting him, though she could clearly see bruises forming, not only on his face and neck, but on the backs on her hands. “I’m going to take the gag out, and you’re going to tell me your name, and your boyfriend’s name, do you understand? If you scream, we’ll kill him.”
Ryme glared at him, she was sorely tempted to scream anyways, to test his bluff, but however much she disliked Nalo, she couldn’t risk his life. She stopped hitting him, and after one last kick to his knee she held completely still.
The large man stood her on the ground and pulled the gag from her mouth. He wasn’t tender about it, she felt his nail cut her neck below the ear.
“Your name?” He gruffly demanded.
Ryme ran her tongue around her mouth, trying to moisten it. The licked her lips once her mouth had enough saliva to speak. Looking the man square in the eyes, she spit at him, and with dangerous aim, hit him in the eye.
The man roared at her, he was terrifying, Ryme trembled from head to toe before she fell to the ground. A bruise forming on her face, it took up the whole half of her face, she felt the blood pulsing, and she did not want to be brave anymore, she started crying, loud, body shaking sobbs.
“Re-tie the bitch’s gag.” The man growled to the one holding the rope. The rope man nodded to the giant one and brought the gag to Ryme’s face, when she proceded to kick him, swinging her tied hands wildly, to keep him away.
“Hold still or he comes back over here to make the other side of yoru face match.” Rope Man threatened. Ryme’s hands fell and her feet stopped mid-kick. He tied the gag in her mouth and pulled her to her feet. “You’ll walk like a good little bitch, or I’ll drag you along the ground. Got it?”
Ryme nodded at the foul man, and looked at the ground, she knew he would think she was simply giving in, and a little part of her was telling her she should, but she couldn’t, so she kept her eyes down, but told herself it was just to watch for roots.
“Alright, let’s get out of here before someone get curious.” The Giant commanded, one of the other men slung Nalo, the tall, musclular, most definately heavy, Nalo over his shoulder, like he was a rag doll.
Ryme stared back at the ground as Rope Man pulled her roughly behind him. She stumbled along behind him, it seemed that every root moved to trip her as she followed.
She couldn’t think to guess how long it took them to get where they were going, but it felt like hours. Her feet were sore and her face was throbbing. Nalo had yet to wake up, which really worried her.
Ryme looked around the small clearing that the men brought them to, there were three carriages there, all very large, with vertical metal bars instead of the usual wooden sides. And inside said carriages, were people. Men, Women, and children, all crammed inside the cages, pushed up next to one another.
Rope Man shoved her toward the front cage, the one with the least amout of people, he ripped her gag off, and tossed her into the cage. They tossed Nalo in after her, his head made a loud thump on the floor.
Ryme scooted herself over to him and pulled his head into her lap.
“You brutes! You had better hope he’s ok, or I swear to God-” Ryme yelled out at them, her eyes narrowed into slits.
“You’ll do what?” The Giant growled through the bars. Ryme immediately cowered and lowered her head, tears still slipping down her cheeks, her captors snickering ouside the bars. There were at least twenty of them in the camp, most were large and terrifying, but five or so looked to be not much older that Nalo, were thin and wirey, and all were extremely handsome.