Noa's POV
As I pushed the warm stone up the sharp incline I used my forearms instead of my bruised and swollen hands. Whenever I got a chance I would stop to look around, hoping, praying, that I would see Ahura. See her smiling face or her rolling her eyes secretly as the guards shouted for us to work faster, but she never came.
Sliding down the bars at the end of the day I let my head fall back, wiping the sweat from my face as the cool air calmed my red skin. It was only when I heard the guards jump up to greet General Abrax that I finally mustered enough energy to pull myself up from the mud, dying to know the fate of my friend.
"So??? How is she?? Is she alive???" I asked as soon as I saw him come into view.
His thick lips downturned slightly as he approached me but finally he reac
