“Emm…guys, I hate to break the reunion, but I think we are in trouble.” A girl that was twice as tall as any of them in the arena said. Behind her were two other girls whose eyes were wider than the lens of Victoria.
“Olivia? We are friends now?” Dodo suddenly asked as she, Abigail, and Victoria turned to the other girls. The looks on their faces told Ginika to keep off. He wasn’t ready to meddle with women’s affairs.
“Ginika!!!” Someone screamed.
“Pa Bola?” Ginika’s brow elevated to his skull at the voice of the man who was running into the arena from one of the metal bars. Behind him was a strange-looking woman, in breeches and some yellow shawl hanging loosely on her shoulders.
“You must get out of here, now,” The man said. The looks on his face were covered with so many expressions that Ginika could not place a hand on.
“Bola,” Dodo called, turning away from the girl she had called Olivia. “You are alive.”
“Yes, but there is no time, we must hurry, follow me.” Bola pointed to the
