“Candidates!” Theo yells in human form, motioning for them to gather.
After stretching, all the Candidates line up in their proper groups, with enough space to move. Everyone quietly looks to Theo and me for their next set of instructions.
“First, we lap the perimeter as a warmup,” he circles the map on display.
“Then we team up here to capture the flag!” I point to the wooded area just beyond the arena.
“Take down your opponent to stun. The flag is the kill.” He concludes.
“Yes, sir!” Shout the candidates in unison.
“Then let us begin,” Theo blows his whistle again, and everyone disrobes, then goes down on one knee when finished.
“And you may shift!” Theo yells once everyone is ready.
The candidates start to transform with some cries of agony. The sound is almost deafening as bone
