Karabela dove quickly into the brush surrounding one of the tree trunks, her heart pounding so loudly in her ears she couldn't hear anything else. Panting she watched the battle in horror, ever fiber in her body struggling with the decision. Should she help or stay hidden as she was ordered to do? Deciding she'd only get in the way she remained where she was, desperately praying for the safety of their family. She wanted to look away but could only stare, golden eyes wide as they took in her first show of true, life or death violence.
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I'll take my throne, lay it on a mountain and make myself a king