Dawn of the Hunters
She shrieks, now standing and staring at me with big round disbelieving eyes.
“It was… It was an illusion, a trickery of the mind. We were made to believe we were deep underground. We fought basilisks and minotaur’s… Oliver tried to take the dagger and that’s when, well when he got injured.”
“Oh, for moon’s sake! He knows better than that!” Petra huffs, lifting her skirt and quickly begins to jog after Milio, eager to be by the rogue's side. Or at least I assume. I’m not dumb, I see the way she looks at the piece of shit. She’s in love with him.