Malia’s hand rubbed harshly as her face as she tried to get her body movin as some sort of reasonable speed. The door was solid metal, the chances of getting through it? Slim to none. “Here’s what we need to do. I’l fake that the wolfsbane is killing me – you’ll shout for them to help. If they come, stand away from them for a second and let them get near me. Once their back is turned, attack them – their blood will help you heal.”
He nodded at her plan and banged on the door with both hands. “HELP! HELP! THE GIRL IS DYING!” HE screamed hoping that their captors would hear him and come down to help her so that their plan would work. He pressed his ear against the door to see if he could hear anything, as soon as he heard fast footsteps he moved away from the door.
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