HANNAH
I felt her bones crack and I knew I would never have to hear her disrespect my father ever again.
The whole arena was a whirlpool of noise, different noises that I couldn't interpret. At least not yet.
But among them and getting closer with each second was a long, drawn-out cry of pain. I stepped aside just as Lucius came running, skidding to a halt in front of his daughter's body.
Her form had automatically become human after she had drawn her last breath. Now her father, kneeling beside her, held up her body in his arms.
"Julia!" he shouted. "Julia. Open your eyes, damnit! Look at me. Say something."
He shook her. Her head and body flopped up and down like broken doll's. I could have told him she wouldn't ever move or speak again, but he was already finding that out for him
