But he doesn't answer; he simply leans down, effortlessly picking me up. He's huge, not Dominic huge, but no match for me. I don't dare struggle too much; the pain only gets worse when I do.
"Where are you taking me?" I shout again as loudly as I can, my voice cracking on the last word.
He stops suddenly, tugging me tightly and I scream in pain.
Heavy footsteps echo to my left and I squint in the dim torchlight, trying to get a better view. Two more Fighters are fiercely approaching and like a trapped animal, I yank my wrists back one last time, trying to free myself as the intense pain takes my breath away.
"She is ready."
One of them says to my captor, his voice gutteral and deep. My mouth goes dry and I try to swallow. I know who he's referring to, I can sense her evil all arou
