Ezekiel's eyes widened with each display of power. He had a clouded concept of where he was and what was expected of him, and this forced the facts to sink in. He almost wanted to laugh out loud. These guys were amazing!

His eyes followed the white-haired girl intently. She was beautiful in her own way, but very fragile. His testosterone immediately convinced him he is going to protect her from harm.

That is, until she asked for a volunteer to hurt someone. Her red eyes took a completely different color in his mind. They were team-mates, weren't they? His hands closed into fists when one of the others volunteered. What if he is to be the victim of whatever she's planning?

His eyes wandered towards the heavy steel poles in the free-weight zone.