Originally Posted by Jezabel Black

Pax had been silent all the time the others were talking. He wasn't usually this complacent, but he wanted out of this ruined castle now. He didn't have a chance here. Not even his own dad thought he'd get back alive. He gripped the amulet around his neck. What would his mum have thought? Would she have been proud? Angry? Scared? Or would she have been like Leilani, trying to psych him for what was to come?

Suddenly, Pax took a run at the lowest-looking ruined wall, which was still a good 5 or 6 metres high. His feet and hands found holds, and he skimmed up the wall like a gecko. Unfortunately for him, there was already someone there awaiting his arrival. A Peacekeeper/guard/whatever they called them here slashed his wand at Pax, blowing him off the wall and back down onto the stone. Pax bit back a scream as his left shoulder hit the floor first and pain jolted through it. He pulled himself up, holding his injured shoulder and staring up at the guard person with hate flashing in his turquoise eyes. "I'm not done yet!" he shouted, gearing himself up for another leap at the wall.

Pax was nothing if not persistent.