The Arena
Ishir takes a final swipe at the hawk, knocking it down enough that the kestrel makes it to me.
She begins moving around my cage, as I make a point of swiping the air around her.
“The hyena was the one in charge of the locks on our side. We don’t have anyone to assist us if the lions leave. We need someone else to come below to help us.”
Just as I nod my agreement, the hawk catches up and knocks the kestrel off the metal landing she was hanging on to. My fury burns hot, and I reach out, ripping his head from his body, letting them both drop to the arena floor. I look and see the kestrel laying, unmoving on the ground. Fuck! I hope she’s not dead because she was trying to help our escape.
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