Pierr was dragged like a dead dog by two burly men into the small courtyard, then thrown into the lady's room!
Yusuf Zuck was already within Pierr's soul at this moment, seeing through Pierr's eyes that the lady hadn't gotten out of bed yet, nor was she dressed, but rather was waiting for Pierr's arrival.
Due to the gauzy curtain over the bed, everything was shadowy and indistinct, but this very indistinctness allowed room for imagination.
A force descended upon Pierr, as the lady extended a finger and shot out a ray of light, which twined around Pierr like thread, lifting him high and pulling him toward the bedhead.
Pierr made a token struggle, feeling nauseous, for he was harmed quite seriously, seeing this woman held no interest for him. Never mind battling with her hundreds of rounds, so even when he was dragged onto the bed and the naked woman lightly stroked him, he had no reaction at all!
The little bird was as dead, not reacting at all!
