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A musky aroma wafted from Sneik’s inert form.
My heart thundered in my chest, beating a rhythm of joy and relief.
She held out Sneik’s hand which she had evidently used to brush against the scanner.
I rushed to her, taking in the deep amber of her eyes, shining with triumph. “You did it,” I murmured, voice full of awe and pride.
She nodded, her lips curving into a small smile.
I wrapped her in a tight embrace, reveling in the familiar texture of her hair against my face and the rhythmic beat of her heart against mine.
Sneik’s gang, arrayed around the cell, looked on in evident confusion.
The dynamics had shifted.
Their leader was downed, not by another fearsome male prisoner, but by the very Prize he had coveted.
“We should go,” Nova whispered.
I nodded, leading her away from the scene.
As we navigated the prison’s maze-like structure, the soft padding of our footsteps echoed our shared urgency.
Feeling a renewed sense of vigor, I said:
“I swear, Nova, I’ll never lose a fight again. I won’t let them touch you.”
She halted in her steps, turning to me with a grave look.
Her gaze, always so full of wisdom and insight, pierced through me. “You can’t make that promise, Ashale,” she whispered, the air around her cooling as her voice took on a hint of sadness. “No one can win forever.”
I frowned, the weight of her words pressing down on me, making the prison’s walls feel closer and more oppressive.
“We need to escape this place, Ashale,” she continued. “The longer we stay, the more danger we’re in.”
A low growl rumbled from the distance, the familiar sounds of skirmishes and disagreements among the inmates.
The prison was always alive with sound, a cacophony that spoke of anger, despair, and tension.
I tightened my grip on her hand, feeling the gentle press of her fingers against mine, “What do you suggest?”
Her gaze, filled with determination, met mine. “We need to summon our ultimate spirit animal. The dragons.”
A shiver ran down my spine.
The thought of encountering a dragon, even a spiritual one, was daunting.
The legends spoke of their immense power, the heat of their breath, the sheer force of their presence.
I could almost smell the acrid scent of burnt earth and feel the scorching heat on my face.
“Do you think we can control it?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.
She gave me a determined nod. “With your help, yes. But it won’t be easy. We’ll need to find a quiet place where we can focus and tap into its energy.”
The alarm sounded.
It was morning already, and Prizes had to return to the Prize Pool.
