"Good job." Your last 12.
Lord Thorne spoke coldly. We stood breathless and fatigued in front of him in the Stone Circle as the wind blasted across the high mesa. My ankle hurt like a tight knot. With a scraped arm, Caelan stood still by me. Lyra was last in line and had a closed door face.
She said, "Tonight, you will sleep here in the Circle's watch huts." Solo "defensive." The combat tomorrow will be in the ring below at dawn. Beyond the border stones, no regulations apply. The last person standing faces the last task. Despite glancing at everyone, he kept looking at me. Make the most of this time. To enhance. Consider what you'll give up to win.
He was dismissed. Judges told us to proceed to the circle's border with low stone houses. These were sentinels' quarters. Each contestant g
