“Now where do you think you’re going, slut?”
The faint hairs on the back of Amelia’s neck stood up when the words came from behind her. She knew that voice, she’d never forget it now. Baldy.
Footsteps approached from ahead of her now. The other bounty hunter appeared around the wall in front of her. Amelia looked from one man to the other, wondering what to do.
There was no point in making any excuses, her intention to escape was obvious. The taller bounty hunter blocked the path out of the city, and Baldy blocked the path behind her, but she could head left or right.
She ran left, back through alleys between the tall buildings of Novilla. Tears filled her eyes as the ever-growing prospect of being auctioned off as a **** in Octoton was about to become a reality.
She ran as hard as she could, though the breath had been taken out of her by the intense spitroasting she’d received earlier in the night.
As Amelia rounded the corner, she looked over her shoulder. After her hair whipped around, she saw the two men walking towards her. Why weren’t they giving chase?
She looked at the narrow path ahead. Then she knew why.
A tall blonde elf blocked the path. Not just any elf. Elovar. Santiago’s mage. He rubbed his hands together, no expression in the diamond-white eyes as his right arm thrust towards Amelia.
A blue beam of light burst from his palm through the air. Amelia tried to dodge it, but it smacked right into her chest, nearly knocking her off her feet.
She stood, frozen on the spot, eyes wide in terror as Elovar approached her. The footsteps of the bounty hunters came from behind.
“What have you done to me?” Amelia asked, her voice shivering as though she was about to freeze to ****.
“You should have taken our offer,” Baldy said. “Even if you didn’t get the money together, you could have had another week of freedom.”
“What have you done to me?”
“You are being petrified,” Elovar said with no emotion.
“Please, no,” she whimpered.
“Relax, it’s only temporary,” Baldy said. “Since we can’t trust you, it’ll be easier to transport you to Octoton like this.”
She looked down, unable to move as she lost feeling in her legs. They had turned to stone. Soon the rest of her body began to petrify too. She stood, turning into a statue before her eyes. A single tear fell from her eyelash as her head turned to stone.
