This place was brutal.
From the moment we got here, it’s been nothing but constant trials—every day, a new challenge, a new way to push us past our limits. The mountain was full of these long tunnels that led to different obstacles. Most of them felt like they were designed to kill us: traps everywhere, moving platforms, walls with spikes—like something out of a nightmare.
Esmeralda and I trained together but weren’t allowed to use anything special. No magic, no wolf form. Just our bare hands, our human strength. I think that’s what made it harder. The others could shift into wolves and use their speed and strength to their advantage. But we had to fight with whatever we had.
We could use our strengths, but I don't want people to find out who I am. Esmeralda is doing it because of siste
