"You have to!" Brenda said in an angry tone. "With my death you will get free!"
Panic slammed through Dawn as an invisible force made her hold the javelin above her in order to strike Brenda. One hit and she would be dead. She forced herself to stop this from happening. She looked up helplessly towards the audience to see if Ileus could help, if he could work past Sedora's magic, but the boy was never there when she needed him the most. And where the hell was Brantley? Where had the two disappeared suddenly? Did they think that the contest was over and had left already? She whimpered. Tears flowed out of her eyes in streams. "No, no, no!" she forced herself to stop. She became dizzy.
Brenda stood tall with her chin up and squared shoulders. She braved a smile even though she knew it was her last.
Their attention was diverted by another loud explosion.
