We all walk through the field to the building, and I can feel the raw energy before we even go through the door. Tia and I turn the corner first with Colin and Micah behind us. The more time I spend with Tia, the closer I feel to her. A part of me wonders if that’s her plan or if she’s using magic to make me believe everything she tells me.
“Trust your instincts, Faith,” Tate murmurs.
Tia and I take our seats at the center ring. “My instincts tell me to trust her.” But I still plan to stay on guard. Micah sits beside me, and Colin walks over to the chair beside Tia and sits down, which surprises me. She scans the room, but I keep my focus on the floor. I don’t want to see any of the fighters just yet. Images of the earlier fights replay in my head, and I know what I’m about to see will b
