"I will never bow to your will, even should my body rot away!" Glaema shouted as she wrenched the chains loose from their anchors. Unfortunately, she could not release herself from the chains, for they bound her to Hell and their removal meant her death until she returned. Though she knew acquiescence would have granted her freedom, she spurned such debasement of her dignity. Destroying the chamber that contained her, the only fate that remained was to be bathed in the searing rays of the sun.