Caius left me in the room I had awoken in when I was first transformed while he went to speak to someone about allowing us to fight.
I perched on the large stone block, and picked up one of the cold metal shackles that had been around my ankles.
It was heavy in my hands, and I felt a painful lump in my throat when I remembered waking up with no idea what had happened to me.
It was confusing; I felt vulnerable, but the reminder made me angry enough that I was still determined to fight Caius, and when he returned a short while later I stood up and approached him confidently.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked, with a pained expression.
"I'm sure."
"I'm not going to hurt you, Talia. You understand that, don't you?"
I narrowed my eyes.
"Fight me properly, or don't fight me at
