CHAPTER SEVEN
I need to die?” said Beams, staring up at Scorius in disbelief. “What?”
“It’s a trap,” said Shade, looking around in alarm. Shadow blades flashed into existence around her forearms. “I knew it. They brought us here just to kill us. Monsters.”
Scorius did not look alarmed by Shade’s statement. He merely put his hands together and said, “We have no intention of kill any of you, at least, not unless you fail the Gauntlet.”
“The Gauntlet?” said Beams. “What’s that?”
Scorius pulled a scroll out of his robes and unfurled it, displaying a drawing of a warrior who looked an awful lot like Arius standing in front of a giant open cave mouth. “You see, we don’t run these ‘DNA’ tests on people, whatever that means. Whenever someone claiming to be a son of Arius comes along, we put h
