The far cry of the battle outside, howls and growls, the sound of clashing metals and the cry of fallen warriors fills the air. The scent of blood envelopes the atmosphere, even Marco and his Beta Stephen know time is running out, it’s an unusual fight.
Felicia sneaks through the hallway, her movements quick and quiet, she tries not to breathe too much, as if even a little sniffle can be heard in the chaos outside. The guards were fewer now, drawn outside to the war. This was the moment she realized it might just be her only chance.
She reaches Nana’s cell, pressing her ear against the door. “Nana,” she whispers urgently.
Inside, Nana is sitting calmly even in the chaos, her body weak, yet her mind is sharper than ever. Upon hearing Felicia’s voice, her heart leaps. “Felicia?”
Feli
