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Ivory came to groggily, the pain in her side and arm almost too intense to bear. Her eyelids fluttered as she tried to focus on the man in front of her.
...back to school...? Yeah that sounded right.
Glancing at her arm her eyes widened alarmingly. There was an ice spike impaled on her arm. How in the world?
Tears coming to her eyes, she yanked it up instinctively and winced when with a small squelching sound it came off leaving a horrible open wound. Clutching it to herself, she felt around her waist feeling for the thick fang that was still embedded there. Trying not to concentrate on the blood (since she'd always been a bit woozy) she took a few deep breaths and kept her eyes open. Just concentrating on getting enough energy to stand up.
...a little slave?"
What?
Ivory stood up with what seemed like way too much effort and looked around with wide eyes. Did she leave? She wanted to, but something left her rooted to the spot. Swaying on her feet she stared blankly at two men and one girl at the edge of the arena .
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