As Brosh steps into place, an arcane rune appears beneath his feet, glowing brilliant green. Brosh feels a strange weight, as though his feet have been glued to the ground. They will not move from this spot.
A slow clicking sound begins behind him, like the turning of gears. From his awkward perspective, Brosh can see the legs of the statue begin to move, as though it is shifting its weight.
The speed of the clicking picks up. It is joined by the whirring of belts, the clank of metal against metal, and the occasional hiss of steam.
The sound builds to a high-pitched whine, and then...
whooosh
wh-PAK!
The bamboo rod lays a solid stripe across both cheeks. Brosh's leggings are well constructed, made to be flexible and lightweight so as not to obstruct his movement. They are not made to protect from a spanking. In fact, the form-fitting leather rebounds under the blow, adding an extra little
snap.
The slow clicking resumes, soft as before and building into a terrible crescendo of grinding machinery, until...
whooosh
wh-PAK!
After seven such blows, the rune beneath Brosh vanishes, and he finds himself able to move once more.
There is a loud
CLUNK and the sound of grinding gears, and Brosh watches as the steel bars retract upward into the wall.