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Chapter 19: The Cage and the Curse

Author: Samster_x
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-16 19:33:12

~Eira

I ran.

My feet pounded against the stone corridors beneath the arena, every turn echoing with the whispers of my own frantic breaths. The trolls who had dragged her moved ahead, their heavy boots thudding with brutal rhythm. I stayed close enough to see them but far enough to remain hidden in the folds of shadow.

They stopped in a wide, torch-lit chamber. Chains clinked. A heavy iron door groaned open. They shoved her in—the woman I had just fought—and slammed the cage shut.

One troll laughed. “That’s where mad things belong.”

Another spat on the ground. “Let her rot.”

They walked off, leaving only the flickering torches, the cage, and her.

I waited until their footsteps vanished, then stepped forward.

“Hey,” I said softly.

She stirred in the darkness, eyes flickering open. Even dimmed, they held the afterglow of something ancient. Something I shared.

“You shouldn’t be here,” she rasped. “You should be running.”

“Why? Make me understand. I want to know what’s going on.”

She lean
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