NovelEnglishCassie.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtClass after class, I was introduced to so many people. I found my mind swirling with the amount of names I was supposed to remember, and I was happy to see the end of the day cquickly. The entire day I hadn't seen my brother, and wondered whether he had actually cto class at all.
Following a few other students I didn't know, I headed out to what they said were the training grounds, prepared to see if that was where Pollux had gone. Leaving the large vast buildings of the school, I followed down the cobbled paths and covered breezeways until the path ledthrough grassy fields with the site of a massive golden arena in the distance.
The voices of the warriors grunting, groaning, and yelling commands to one another coil be heard before even stepping foot into the arena, and I had no doubt this was where my brother had gone.
I hoped Trixie would have been able to go with me, but I found it unfortunate she was preoccupied by stask she had to do with her parents, so instead, I ventured out here alone.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs the building grew closer, I noted how the high walls of the area stood taller than the school itself, remindingof the colosseum in Rome. A place where gladiators used to fight for the entertainment of their people. The speople who were ruthless and desired to see the blood and gore that made a lot of men lose their lives.
It didn't surpriseonce I stepped in and took notice of the men sparing that they would have something set up like this. Odin may not have been what people called a "Greek" god, but according to legend, the gods all were the sin the eyes of their believers, no matter the culture they cfrom. And here in these walls, it was obvious to see fighting was a sport all took seriously.
Stepping forth down the stone steps of the arena, the littered sounds of students sitting and watching as they yelled for their favorite people tookby shock. I didn't find this kind of thing entertaining. I knew training was important, but the way they were acting was barbaric in a way, at least to me.
"Hey, your name's Cassie, right?" A voice called from my left. Glancing over my shoulder, I took in the brown hair and golden eyes of a dark-skinned girl who was in my second period advanced magic class. "Yeah it is. You're Sansa, the witch." Small laughter escaped her as she nodded her head, "Yeah I am. Well, I'm a hybrid like everyone else here. Celestial blood and all of that. Csit with me. There's no point in watching alone." Hesitating for a moment, I gave a tight-lipped smile and nodded as I watched her slide over so I could sit down. "Thanks, I'm not really here to watch. Just see if my brother actually showed up today." Her eyes lit up when I spoke of my brother and, with an eager smile, she nodded. "Oh girl, he did." "Why did you say it like that..." I mumbled with a sigh. A million and one thoughts ran through my head at her comment, and as she pointed in the direction of the field, I followed her finger and caught sight of my brother heaving up and down with golden eyes and protruding fangs as he stared down at his opponent, who laid upon the ground.
"He has been killing them out there... metaphorically, of course. Bronn was our strongest fighter, and as you can tell, he dominated Bronn in no time. Which I'm not sure if that's going to be a good thing or a bad thing." bad Glancing at her quickly, I raised my brow in question. "Why do you say that?"
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