Trevor walked around me, headed for a seat in the midst of the crowd. I grabbed Thor’s hand, backing away from the guards that approached us. But it was of no use. They easily separated us, and dragged me to a pole.
I tried to fight, but it only made their grip on me tighten, hurting me. As if that could somehow make me cooperate with them. They tied me up on the pole with thick ropes made out of a material that seemed strange.
And two other guards were holding Thor down. When he looked at me, there was no fear in his eyes. Only worry.
Was I going to make it or not? Is everything going to follow the vision he saw? Or was I going to fail woefully?
A cloaked woman arrived just then. She whispered something in Trevor’s ears who in turn nodded his head at her and then she walked back to t
