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“Not this f*****g bitch.” Royal grabbed my arm as I advanced on Yeren.
“Get over yourself.” Yeren shuffled from foot to foot, two heavily armoured yeti stood either side of her.
“That’s right,” Wendiga sneered, “you two know each other.”
Man, back in the Circle of the Guard I had seen Wendiga as neutral, even-handed, but here amongst his people, he was turning into a total d**k.
“Did she volunteer for this?” I asked.
Wendiga ignored me.
“Let the Challengers take their places!”
The yeti began to cheer, at first it was just random throaty sounds, but it quickly morphed into a rhythmic chant accompanied by a slow stomping pattern. It chilled me to my core. I ran to Benyst.
“You don’t have to do this,” I whispered.
Yeren snorted from her place a few feet away. Benyst didn’t
