Lurking from the shadows, a familiar long silver hair and blue eyes met Yllana's. "Biel," she whispered. On stage with her for the fight was Alek. His staff covered with black metallic vines and thorns was pointed at her throat in a breadths' distance. They were in the middle of a fight.
"Cover your ears! Don't look at him!" Yllana bellowed to the others. Her voice was shaking from hunger and exhaustion. But she still pushed on to fight with these people who were trapped by the invitation. 'If only I did not accept that invitation,' she thought.
Kheera woke up sensing the commotion inside the arena. There are more people fighting inside than before. And what surprised her was that they were fighting who odd-looking people.
