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"C'mon kid, let's see what you're made of, shall we?" The wolf licked at its lips hungrily then snapped its mouth shut. The bear and the wildcat were jeering, and elbowing each other in the ribs as they stared at her with haughty grins.

She could feel her knees shaking, but she wouldn't go down without a fight. She had to find the others. 

Before any of the animals could say anything Xan dashed forward and yanked onto the handle of the wolf's sword. The animal was unprepared but he pushed the girl back and she fell with his sword in her hand. Why...why didn't she have her prosthetic?

"Tch, you're outnumbered... we took care of your friends already." 

Xan scrambled to her feet, eyes wide. "Where...where are they?"

The bear grinned and pointed towards the corner of the arena. Xan held her sword out and turned her head. She could have sworn they weren't there before, but now they were, well, what was left of them. 

The first thing that caught the metallurgist's eye was a feathery, black scarf. 

"Aria..." 

There were so many bite marks, and if not for the scarf, she probably wouldn't have recognized her friend. Xan's stomach tightened into a knot and she stared in disbelief. It was getting harder and harder to breathe. "T-That's n-not her." She whimpered before her eyes caught a bright shade of red. Not too far from her friend's body was a dog pile of half eaten guilders. They hadn't been torn apart as badly as Aria had been...there was Trixie, and Dylan, and Estelle.

"They tasted really good." The wolf smirked and gave the reeling girl a thumbs up.

She hadn't been there when they had needed her. Xan didn't move, not even when the animals began to approach. She simply stared wide-eyed, unable to believe that her friends were dead. The world was spinning and nothing seemed real.

"I bet you'll taste just as good."