Chapter 38

“This way,” he said and then charged down the hallway.

She followed after him, peeking her head into doorways. Everyone they passed was crumpled and unconscious. They didn’t have to fight a single soul as they fled the building.

They both halted when they exited and saw the sun rising bright on the horizon.

“The tournament,” Fordham gasped.

“Shit,” Maya spat.

“We’ll have to run back to the arena.”

“Can you make it?” she asked him, gesturing to his side.

“I’ll have to,” he said with fierce determination. “Where the hell are we?”

Maya assessed their surroundings and then shook her head. “I’m not sure exactly. Still north valley. They must have moved us to a more secure location. But we mountain just have to follow the mountain.”

She pointed to Draco Mountain looming in the distance. Far, far in the distance.

Fordham straightened his shoulders and took off at a jog. She could hear him wheezing as she followed after him. Broken rib. If not multiple. Under no circumstances should he be run