Chapter 6: Red Fog

The red fog came down over the arena like a lid. I got to the mouth of the tunnel in time to see the sky above the sand rip open and three shapes fall out of it. They landed hard enough to crack the stone. The one in the middle stood up first — huge, bare-chested, skin covered in scars and black tattoos that moved. Eyes red as a forge. "GRASK," Halvard shouted from the royal box. "Rogue champion. Get the candidates out—" Too late. The Silverash girl, Ilyana, had already thrown a wall...