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Makoto
Her name is on a list of the dead.
I squint into the stinging sunlight, scrutinizing every name inked onto the
banner. Hers sits among the eight others, likely overlooked beneath the prince’s
crowning the top. But despite being on the list, our future Enforcer will easily
evade the death awaiting the other contestants. Because these Trials were made
for Elites like him. Not Elites like her.
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My eyes skim over the list once again, recognizing no other names. I’ve never
been one to keep up with which Elites manage to wrangle enough relevance to
make it into the Trials.
A shoulder collides with mine, followed by several other limbs pushing
against me. Loot is swimming with sticky bodies and echoing shouts of
celebration, further adding to the list of reasons why I would rather be anywhere
else but the slums of Ilya. It’s a struggle to push my way through the crowded
street, every inch of it crawling with ignorance incarnate. Every inch cheering for
each contestant they chose to represent Loot.
I push through the crowd, ignoring their celebrations.
They have done nothing more than send Mundanes and Defensive Elites to
their deaths.
And she is one of them.
But it should be me. Me who dies brutally. Dies alone. Dies at all.
Chants in honor of the sixth ever Purging Trials ring in my ears, each word a
reminder of what I’ve done – nothing.
I’ve spent my whole life huddling in her shadow, hiding from life itself. And
now she has been chosen simply because she did nothing of the sort. The people
knew her, loved the street magic she performed as a Veil. And yet, they sentence
her to death under the guise of honor.
She is a Defensive. Therefore, she is dead.
And I need to find her.
My hands are streaked with coal dust, leathers clinging to my sweaty body as
though I’m still hammering steel over a scalding fire. I had worked through the
night and was continuing still when the commotion managed to drag me from
the shop.
I should have gone to see her last night. Should have been there when she
found out.
And now I’m shoving through a sea of people, attempting to find her before
it’s too late. I scan the packed street, catching sight of a coach rumbling towards
the end of it. It screeches to a halt, the horses nearly as impatient as the drivers,
eager to escape the slums.
I sure as hell know how that feels.
I’m shoved forward when the congested crowd begins flocking towards the
coach, clustering it as though they’re offering free rides out of this shithole.
Begrudgingly, I allow myself to be swept forward, managing to catch a glimpse
of her climbing inside.
An Imperial ushers her up the step, and in typical Hera fashion, she shyly
thanks him as though he’s not escorting her to her doom. Her sleek black hair is
the last thing I see before she’s swallowed by the four walls, sitting in the belly of
the coach.
The world seems to quiet, slow its spinning with each shaky breath I manage.
I didn’t get to say goodbye.
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