Chapter 26 Blood And Sand
- Lyra's POV
- Being terrified was too small a word to describe this moment. I had never been in a real fight before—not with a person, not with a werewolf, not with whatever the hell that clown was. My only physical confrontation had been with a wolf, and I only survived that because someone helped me.
- But now? There was no help coming. I had no one to lean on but myself—and I was already hanging by a thread. My body was battered, bloodied, my strength barely a whisper of what it had once been. My hands had gone numb from the chains. I wasn’t even sure if I could lift them.