Prologue

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The girl clutched her weapon tightly, stepping into the ring. "I'll fight." She says staring at the man on the throne. The crowd went silent and nobody moved.

"You will what?" the man on the throne shouted in absolute shock of the girl before him. She was thought to be dead.

She adjusts her grip on her sword, "I will fight for their freedom." said the girl gesturing to the prisoners behind her. This moment had been building for a long time. She had plotted, planned, schemed, and sacrificed. It all came down to this one moment.

Her next move depended on if the king would take her blatant disrespect or would he allow her to fight to the death. She didn't know yet, but she knew exactly what she would do in either outcome. No matter what she knew she wasn't walking out of here alive. Her time in the universe was finished for now.

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