Tank POV
Sheila was useless; all she could do was cry, and I was over it. She didn't deny or agree to anything; she just kept crying.
"This was a waste of time. I am going to find Fixer; she might have better news." I said to the others, and they agreed, but Blaze wanted to stay a bit longer, give her a few more hits; she won't last much longer.
I found the door to Fixer and Cricket open, and I panicked at first, rushing to it, but all was fine.
To my surprise, Cricket looked like she was enjoying herself. Granted, she looked a little beaten up, but her eyes still had a spark in them, not defeated at all.
Fixer explained, and we moved to the back wall, and let them do what they needed to do, bringing in the chairs, and then the two ladies, or fresh meat as Fixer called them, and the s
