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Ripped apart at the seams

Fusilis

Andricia

The guys all stand beside me, watching the fights happen. It’s a long, boring process, and honestly, no one enjoys it except whoever comes out on top. It’s sad to think that just a few years ago, Lorissa was fighting for her spot to be alongside her two best friends. Now she is gone as if she never existed, not even given a proper burial because hellhounds can’t go into the ground. They don’t decompose; a witch could find the empty vessel and use it to their advantage. A hand lands on my shoulder, pulling me from my thoughts. Kendrick is kneeling in front of me, looking up into my eyes. He wipes away a tear that I didn’t know was falling. I look up to see the ring empty; everyone is gone except Kira, standing across the field, staring right at me. She shakes her head, then turns and walks to the field for lunch.

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