Marco’s POV In my cell, I sat down on the cold, hard floor. My mind raced as I played the talk with Swiftclaw over and over. His words, his promises, and the weight of what he told me weighed heavily on me. The puzzle pieces were spread out in front of me, and I really wanted to put them together. In the quiet of my thoughts, I heard a familiar voice. "Hey, Marco, you doing okay?" I looked up and saw Dave looking at me through the bars of the next cell. I tried to smile, even though I felt all messed up inside. "Yeah, I'm okay, Dave." Dave watched me for a moment, looking concerned like he knew something was wrong. After a short pause, he shook his head slowly. "Nah, something's not right. I've known you long enough to tell when you're holding stuff in. You want to talk about it?" I sighed, realizing I couldn't hide what I was feeling from Dave, who'd become someone I could trust in this weird situation. "It's just... Swiftclaw, you know? He told me things, things that don't make
Marco’s POVI cleared my throat and spoke to the guard with a steady voice. "We're just talking, sir. Nothing important."The guard stared at us, looking closely at our faces. He seemed suspicious, creating a tense feeling between us. It was like a storm cloud ready to burst. Dave and I stayed calm, keeping our expressions neutral."So, nothing important?" the guard asked again, sounding doubtful. He moved closer, making us feel small. "It seemed like you were really into this 'nothing important' conversation."My heart raced in my chest, reminding me of how risky this situation was. Dave's fingers twitched a little. He was nervous but prepared to act if needed.I looked at the guard, speaking with respect. "We know the rules, sir. We were just passing the time, nothing more."The guard's lips twisted a bit, still not sure. He kept studying us, maybe trying to figure out if we had hidden reasons. Eventually, he let out a grumpy breath and relaxed a bit."Alright," he said, sounding an
Scarlett’s POVMy heart thumped loudly in my chest as the door burst open, breaking the room Elara and I had taken refuge in. I held Elara's hand tighter, making my knuckles turn white. The screams outside grew louder, drowning out my thoughts.In the dimly lit room, the elders' faces showed fear and disbelief. We had huddled together for comfort and answers, but now we were frozen in fear, staring at the threatening figures that had barged in.My breath caught as I saw the leader of the menacing group step forward. It was Michael, the same Michael who had just deceived us. He had always been mysterious, but now he looked twisted and evil. His once-familiar face was filled with malevolence, and his eyes were no longer warm brown but bloodshot and hungry.The other men with him were just as horrifying, with distorted bodies, coarse fur, and bloody claws. It was a nightmarish scene, and I had to hold back a gasp.I whispered, "Michael, what have you done?" My voice shook with fear and d
Marco’s POVI'm known for being good at noticing things. I'm really good at seeing even the smallest details, and this can be very helpful in our current situation. After the scary encounter with the guard, I knew we had to be careful. Our plan to escape depended on it.For the next few days, I decided to watch the prison guards closely. We needed to be very precise with our timing if we wanted to get out of here safely. Every day, I sat in the corner of the prison yard, pretending to talk to Dave, but I was actually keeping an eye on everything around us.The guards had a strict routine. They did the same things every day, and I wanted to use that to our advantage. I noticed that they changed shifts every eight hours. This was important information because it meant that there would be a short time when the prison's security was not as strong.I watched the guards walk around the yard. They always moved in pairs - one was older and more experienced, and the other was younger and wante
Marco’s POVMy heart raced inside me as I peered into the dark, trying to see who was coming. It was too dark to see clearly, but as the person got closer, I felt my breath catch in my throat. It was definitely Michael, someone I once thought of as a friend, but who had betrayed me in a terrible way.Memories of that betrayal rushed into my mind, each one hurting like a fresh wound. I clenched my fists, feeling a surge of anger that almost overwhelmed me. All I wanted was to confront Michael and make him pay for what he did. The desire to hurt him was strong, but Dave's firm grip on my arm stopped me from doing anything.Dave whispered urgently, "Marco, calm down. Going out now is dangerous. We need to hide, or we'll all get caught and killed."My anger still burning, I hissed back, "He betrayed us, Dave! He told the guards about us. I can't just let him walk away from this."Dave held onto me tighter and looked straight into my eyes. "I know, Marco, I know. But revenge won't help us
Scarlett’s POVI woke up slowly, like a boat coming out of a foggy sea. My head hurt a lot, and I moaned quietly. Every time I moved, my body hurt, and when I tried to open my eyes, it was hard. My eyelids felt very heavy.I tried really hard and managed to open my eyes just a little bit. I saw blurry things around me, and it seemed like I was in a place that wasn't very bright. It was really dark, and there were only a few candles that gave a little light, so I couldn't see where I was.I got scared when I remembered what happened before I ended up here. Michael was really angry, there were scary people, and someone hit me on the head really hard. I touched my head and felt dried blood, and it hurt a lot.But even though I was in pain and confused, I started thinking about my baby. I worried about whether my baby was safe. I whispered a prayer to keep my baby okay.As I started to feel better, I realized I wasn't by myself. The carriage I was in was moving, and I could feel it swayin
Marco’s POVIn a quiet voice, I turned to Dave, feeling very worried. "Dave, we can't just stay here and do nothing. I can't let Swiftclaw hurt Scarlett. We need to rescue her."Dave, who always thinks carefully, put his hand on my shoulder to stop me from standing up suddenly. "Marco, I understand. I want to help Scarlett too, but we must plan this. You can't just rush in without a plan. And remember, there are guards at the prison we left. They may still be looking for us."I was upset and desperate, and it showed in my eyes as I whispered, "Dave, I know we need a plan, but I can't let Scarlett be taken away. We must find out what this 'ceremony' is and do it now."My desperation burned inside me like a wildfire. In the dark bushes, I looked at Dave with determination."Dave," I said, my voice low and intense, "I can't just sit here and do nothing. I'm going in. I have to find Scarlett and make sure she's safe."Dave held my shoulder firmly, trying to hold me back. "Marco, please, t
Scarlett’s POVSwiftclaw had a creepy smile on his face, and I was nibbling on my tasteless food reluctantly. The room felt tense, and I couldn't help but feel that something bad was happening.I wanted to know more about how Swiftclaw knew Elara. It didn't seem like he should know her name, but he brought it up like it was important. I took a deep breath and gathered the courage to ask, "Swiftclaw, how do you know Elara? Who told you about her?" My heart raced as I waited for his answer.Swiftclaw looked at me with dark eyes and leaned closer. He spoke in a low, scary voice, "Oh, Scarlett, there's so much you don't know. You'll find out in time." His words sent shivers down my spine.I couldn't let him avoid my question, so I demanded, "Tell me now. How do you know about Elara?"Swiftclaw laughed, which made me feel even more uneasy. "Humans are easy to figure out," he taunted. "But I'll tell you a bit more. Your husband, Marco, was captured and brought here earlier. We tried to get
Marco’s POVSwiftclaw laughed loudly in the passage, making fun of us. "Oh, Marco," he said, "is this your killer team? How cute. But you're too slow."I looked at Sage and Dave. They were ready to fight, having heard Swiftclaw's insults. We nodded at each other, knowing we had to work together to defeat the traitor.Swiftclaw didn't waste time. He suddenly moved very fast, surprising us. He hit Sage and Dave hard, and they fell to the ground.It seemed like Swiftclaw became one with the shadows, moving so fast that we couldn't see him clearly. He hit Sage and Dave with strong and precise punches, clearly having the advantage.Sage and Dave, although strong, were caught off guard by Swiftclaw's fast attack. They tried to get up but couldn't defend themselves before Swiftclaw attacked again.I watched in horror as Swiftclaw hit them repeatedly, his punches were strong and accurate. Sage and Dave tried to fight back, but Swiftclaw was too fast and skilled.As I watched the battle, I kne
Marco's POVBut it was too late. A spear, gleaming malevolently in the dim light, pierced through Michael's back and emerged crimson-soaked from his chest. The force of the blow was enough to send him crashing to the ground, the impact causing a sickening thud that reverberated in the stillness of the moment."WTF!!!" I exclaimed in sheer shock and disbelief, my voice echoing through the passage.I staggered to my feet, my eyes wide with horror as I witnessed Michael writhing on the ground, blood gushing from his wound in a torrent. His face contorted with agony, and he struggled to breathe, his life slipping away before my eyes.My gaze snapped upward, seeking the source of this sudden attitude by Swiftclaw to him. And there, with blood-soaked hands and a malevolent grin that sent shivers down my spine, stood Swiftclaw. His eyes gleamed with triumph, and he let out a chilling, mocking laugh as he looked down at Michael."You thought I would give you the Kingdom, Michael?" Swiftclaw t
Scarlett’s POVMy heart aced as Sage and I moved toward the exit, leaving behind the chaotic scene of the battle between Marco and his men. My mind was a whirlwind of fear, concern for Marco's safety, and the urgency of our escape. I glanced back over my shoulder, my eyes locked onto Marco, who was still locked in the fierce struggle with Swiftclaw.Then, a shadow loomed at the doorway, and my breath caught in my throat. Who could it be at this crucial moment, blocking our way to safety? My thoughts raced, trying to identify the person."Leaving so soon?" The voice sent shivers down my spine. I turned to see a sinister figure with an evil grin, lurking in the dimly lit passage. My heart pounded in my chest as I struggled to make out the intruder's features.Sudden relief washed over me as the person stepped into the light, revealing himself to be Michael. My anxiety shifted to anger. What was he doing here, now of all times? And why did he look so menacing, holding that large, dangero
Marco’s POVMy heart was beating fast, and I was breathing hard as I watched Swiftclaw coming toward me, looking really angry. I couldn't see a way out of this, and I tried really hard to think of a solution."Wait, Swiftclaw!" I said nervously, my voice shaky with fear. "Let's talk about this. Whatever's bothering you, we can find a way to fix it without fighting."Swiftclaw growled angrily but stopped for a moment, seeming to think about what I had said. The air was really tense, and I was thinking quickly. I couldn't mess up."I don't feel like talking, Marco," Swiftclaw said angrily. "You've gone too far, and now you'll pay for it."I was panicking, trying to figure out how to get out of being frozen with fear. I couldn't let fear take over; I needed to stay calm and focused."Swiftclaw, please, listen to me," I continued, my voice shaking but determined. "I didn't mean to upset you, but whatever happened, we can fix it. We're friends, right? Friends don't hurt each other like thi
Scarlett’s POV Before Swiftclaw could finish speaking, a spooky mist started oozing from the altar where Scarlett was tied up. It looked like a creepy snake, coiling around Swiftclaw, its dark tendrils moving towards him as he struggled. The room felt weird, like there was some strange power in the mist, and it got scarier by the second. Swiftclaw got really scared and started shouting as he turned into a big, scary wolf. He tried to fight off the dark mist, biting at it, which wanted to swallow him up. Scarlett was no longer in mortal danger, and she suddenly felt full of energy and determination. She knew she couldn't miss this chance. Her heart raced, and her hands were slippery with blood as she twisted and turned, trying to get free from the cold, unkind chains that held her down. Scarlett used all her strength to pull, and her wrists hurt as the chains cut into her skin, but she didn't give up. Her life depended on this moment, and she wouldn't let it slip away. The room got
Scarlett’s POVMy heart ached as I struggled to process what was happening. "Elara, what is going on? Why are you here in that robe? We were supposed to be against Swiftclaw, weren't we?"Elara's lips quivered, and she seemed on the verge of saying something, but before she could respond, Swiftclaw's cold, mocking voice cut through the tension. "You think Elara was with you all these years, Scarlett? How naive. She has always been with me... throughout. I used her to get you where I wanted you to be."The shock of Swiftclaw's revelation hit me like a physical blow. I had trusted Elara with my life, and now it seemed that trust had been horribly misplaced. Betrayal stung in my chest, and I felt tears stream down my face. "Elara... How could you?" I whispered, my voice trembling with hurt.Elara's gaze fell to the floor, and she seemed unable to meet my eyes. "I had no choice, Scarlett," she finally replied, her voice filled with anguish. "Swiftclaw... he had something that could destro
Scarlett’s POVEverything went crazy for me, and I felt like I was falling into a dark hole. It hurt a lot, and I was scared and confused. It was all mixed up like a loud, crazy song in my head. I couldn't understand what was happening, and I really wanted to call out to Marco to make sure he was okay, but I couldn't even talk.Slowly, like waking up from a bad dream, I started to notice where I was. The feeling of numbness started going away, and I felt a tingly feeling that told me I was waking up. I tried to open my eyes, but they felt really heavy, like there were invisible chains on them.I blinked a few times and started to figure out what was happening. I was tied up on something that looked like a scary table, with weird skulls all over it. Each skull had a creepy story, and the table itself was made of black stone with spooky symbols that glowed a little.The room around me was kinda dark, but there was a strange green light coming from the walls. The air smelled really bad,
Marco’s POVScarlett and I turned slowly, feeling scared in our hearts. It was Swiftclaw, looking at us with heavy eyes and a strange grin on his lips. Michael was beside him, smiling wickedly.Swiftclaw laughed in a mean way. "I knew you wouldn't go far, Marco. Love is a thing people always do." He laughed more, enjoying the scared feeling.I held Scarlett's hand tight, thinking hard. We were stuck, and Swiftclaw had us where he wanted. I had to find a way out, for both of us."Why, Swiftclaw?" I asked, my voice shaky and angry. "What do you want?"Swiftclaw grinned more and walked around us like a predator playing with its food. "Isn't it clear, Marco? I want power, and Scarlett here," he pointed at her, "has the key to it."Scarlett looked scared and confused. "What does he mean, Marco?"I clenched my teeth, trying to figure a way out. "It's a long story, Scarlett. Right now, we need to escape."Swiftclaw stopped laughing and got closer to me. "Oh, Marco, you always protected her,
Scarlett’s POVSwiftclaw had a creepy smile on his face, and I was nibbling on my tasteless food reluctantly. The room felt tense, and I couldn't help but feel that something bad was happening.I wanted to know more about how Swiftclaw knew Elara. It didn't seem like he should know her name, but he brought it up like it was important. I took a deep breath and gathered the courage to ask, "Swiftclaw, how do you know Elara? Who told you about her?" My heart raced as I waited for his answer.Swiftclaw looked at me with dark eyes and leaned closer. He spoke in a low, scary voice, "Oh, Scarlett, there's so much you don't know. You'll find out in time." His words sent shivers down my spine.I couldn't let him avoid my question, so I demanded, "Tell me now. How do you know about Elara?"Swiftclaw laughed, which made me feel even more uneasy. "Humans are easy to figure out," he taunted. "But I'll tell you a bit more. Your husband, Marco, was captured and brought here earlier. We tried to get