"It's time for combat." He said in a low menacing tone that made me feel this round was about to go down because I knew he was going to finish me off in the ring. Goddess help me!
We were the fourth group in line and I anxiously waited, watching in horror as all newbies were either fainting, lying in exhaustion with bloody faces at the end of combat.
Can't I just bolt off from this scene, because there's no way I'm going to get into that ring.
A she-wolf from the group that was up next was sobbing and I found it depressing and funny at the same time. Why was she crying that hard? Damn.
Mr Brown caught sight of her and went to her. Just when I thought he would offer her comfort, he did the exact opposite.
"You've got to wipe off those tears from your eyes, pretty and face this game
