‘Are you sure you’re ready for this?’ asked Razaar for the nth time in 10 minutes. His concern had been frustrating the Hybrid leader who had already been raging about the fights that were bound to begin in the next 10 minutes. She had yet to figure out how Batrids fought, and was determined to win them, no matter the cost. The only image that migrated to her head was that of Balthazar and the Vermillion terminating the entire existence of the Hierarchy, in turn taking away the future Eliana planned on now having with her mate, and suddenly her life motto had become to eradicate the Vermillion and prove to the flame that its poor efforts on making a fool out of the rest of Zaleon would really be going to waste. In reality the flame had indeed had a bigger vision in mind than the

