Duvain was grateful that her words seemed to have an affect on the group of slaves. Words from the other's mouths only seemed to agree, or stay neutral. Once everyone came to a silent consensus, some with varying degrees of reluctance, they boarded the spacious carriage. 

Duvain sat curled up in a corner surrounded by various large figures. Unlike many others, Duvain was not taught much about other races. Her parents had wished to prevent hatred for the other races to grow inside of her. While much activity went on around her, she stayed silent. After all she was more focused on her sister. Hopefully, the friend that Duvain had left her with, had taken her in. However, she didn't want her sister to go through the pain of losing another family member. Therefore Duvain made a promise to her self, she'd get back to her sister no matter what it took. 

As she thought about these matters, the bright rays of sun began to stream through the holes in the carriage. Duvain sighed, if only she could fall asleep like some of the others and forget about what lies ahead of her. But, alas, it was never possible for Duvain to sleep in a moving vehicle. So she stared off in to space, and started to daydream. 

Duvain could feel every bump, every sway, and every dip in the path they were riding on. Anything to keep her mind off the pain that was ahead of her. But for some reason her mind kept coming back to the arena she was destined to fight in. Questions flooded her mind. Would she have to kill? Probably. Would her sister be afraid of her if she came back home a killer? Most likely. Negative thoughts kept weighing Duvain's usually light body, down. At this rate, Duvain would need a miracle in order to bring her through. So, Duvain physically shook the thoughts from her head. This earned her quite a few weird looks, but she ignored them. Right now she needed a battle plan. She needed to train and she needed allies. But then a question struck her. Wouldn't allies get in the way? Duvain carefully considered her options. On one hand they could definitely  be of assistance when she needed them, but she wasn't willing to give up as much as she was asking. Did that make her bad? She came to the conclusion that if anyone came to her asking for an ally, that she'd comply, but she would discuss the conditions of their alliance in great detail.