AVELORA
I had already felt like I was dying from whatever sickness was burning through my veins, but watching the students tear into each other made me retch.
The sound was what haunted me first. An agonizing, wet screech as bone broke and shattered. I looked around the crowded bleachers, my vision blurring, wondering if I was the only person here who was completely lost.
Why were they fighting like this? Why was everyone else smiling?
The heavy, rhythmic pounding of paws tearing across the frozen dirt dragged my attention back to the pit. Dust kicked up beneath the harsh glare of the lights, mingling with the thick smoke from the central bonfire. The air smelled of ash and blood.
“There, left side!” someone yelled from the crowd, spilling their drink in excitement.
The massive gray
