AllFreeNovel
Share Us
I grabbed my girl, rolled her around, and grunted in pain when they hit my back instead of hers multiple times.
A crazy light appeared in Hayes’ eyes when the clueless guard went for Sarah. He hauled the mercenary away before pulling out his gun and killing him with one deafening bullet to the forehead.
Instead of giving him any attention, my eyes roamed over Sarah’s slight form to make sure she wasn’t hurt.
“Are you all right?” I asked, and she quickly nodded before Hayes threw me off her.
The psychopath stared at me icily before wiping the blood splatter on his face with a handkerchief. He then addressed the crowd coolly, like a man wasn’t lying dead at his feet.
“For those who have yet caught on or are too slow to understand, let me make things crystal clear. Orion, here, is special. General Baxter himself wishes to see her fight in next week’s Combat Royale,” Hayes declared.
Fucking great. He just put a bull’s-eye on Sarah.
“The only time you may hurt her is in the arena. You are then welcome to inflict as much pain as you can on her person.”
“And when will that be?” a man with the tattoo of a skull on his face roared from the crowd while Hayes stared at him with utter disdain.
“A lot sooner than you think, Mr. Skull. Since you graciously interrupted me, you will have the honor of being her very first opponent. Congratulations.”
The prisoner grimaced in glee at the news.
“Until then, if someone goes for her throat, you will join this man in the afterlife. Understood?” Hayes asked, as he distastefully stubbed the corpse with his foot. The prisoners nodded before dispersing.
As they did so, a guard went up to Hayes and frantically whispered in his ear. No one could hear what they were saying, but it couldn’t have been good because the psychopath left the premises shortly after, while another guard uncuffed me and followed.
“Are you all right?” I inquired again after they left. “Did they hurt you?”
“I should be asking you that question. What are you doing here, Eric?”
“Baxter sent me a video of you.”
“Of course he did. Does anyone know you’re here?”
“No.”
“Figures, and you decided to play hero by yourself?” she asked angrily.
“Someone had to come save you. Might as well be me.”
“Screw you, asshole.”
“Unless you grew a dick in the short time you’ve been here, I’d say it’s the other way around, babe.”
Don’t mind us. My girl is a bit worried about me, so I’m distracting her by egging her on. We have an unusual way of dealing with stress, and since sex is out of the question, this left fighting.
Judging from the smoke coming out of her ears, my tactic was working wonders.
A thought suddenly occurred to me. I went back and frantically searched for the glasses that fell off my nose during our fight with the guards.
“What are you looking for?”
“Did you see my glasses?”
“What glasses?”
“The one I was wearing when I first arrived.”
“No. Why were you wearing glasses? You have 20/15 vision.”
