Catt tensed and she reached slowly and smoothly for the pyramid of cups.

Not entirely empty-handed. A key-ring jingled in the executioner's hand as they began to unlock the door.

As Catt got a clear look at her executioner, her heart sank, and the clay cup dropped  harmless out of her fingers.

This one was so huge, they had to turn their shoulders sideways to fit through the cell door. Massively muscled ar...