The word duel was on my mind. Have they all lost their minds? Are we going to fight against each other? Although, morbidly speaking, this is a perfect reflection of the character of vampires. They are lonely, withdrawn, and self-loathing. Hardly even accepting their own race or having friends. However, it is a little cruel to fight against those people who have become close in these few weeks. An angry look slid across Issac’s face as he stared up at the clouds high in the sky. Though this task was not of his devising, but Jasper’s.
“Amelia Folks, you’re ahead by a point. For this reason, the first thing you will draw from the bag will be a fire or a drop of blood. There are only two contestants left, so we’ll decide who we’re going to fight.” Jasper glared at me.
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