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Excitement sat in the pit of his stomachs for the days leading up to this moment. After weeks of fruitless escape attempts, verbal and physical conflict, sudden drops in confidence, things were finally beginning to look up. When the captives trained he put his absolute all into it. His ankle didn't take kindly to it, but Orochi could care less. It would all be worth it in the long run.

When darkness draped over the earth the dragon was wide awake. The pit would have been silent if not for the gnashing of teeth against bone. Normally the boy didn't go as far as to consume the bones of his scraps, but food was getting scarce and he was growing hungrier by the day. It wasn't just the threat of starvation that drove him to do this. Sooner or later the captives of Nightwalkers would flee and he would need all his strength when the time came. When they escaped his job was to race to Moonspear, Revui's supposed home. Everyone knows you can't run on an empty stomach.

Speak of the devil. His cell mate suddenly rose from his place and the two exchanged a quick glance. Orochi's heart began to beat like a thousand drums. He sprung up and watched the silver leap towards the edge, cringed at the stumble, and smiled when he made it to the surface. It was time to escape. Freedom was just around the corner.

Orochi wasted no time. He leaped onto the makeshift ledges (his ankle heated more and more with each jump) and took his place at Revui's side. There was a new determined fire in his eye.