Emmaline-
Em exited the cell and entered the opposing one. Mary, the guards, and the prisoners all looked at her stunned. Her face was covered in blood.
"He's unconscious. Bind him with silver chains. Have these two said anything?"
Mary shook her head.
"Put them in silver chains too. Maybe a few hours burning will help them remember."
Em spun on her heels and left. Mary hurried after.
"So who's blood is that, yours or his?" Mary asked.
"Both. His nose shattered on my forehead."
"And your forehead shattered on his nose?" Mary laughed.
"Something like that." Em wiped her hand across her face. She could already feel the skin stitching itself back together. It had been years since she had been injured enough to bleed. Probably since the last Tournament.
"I'm surprised he was able t
