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"Enough of this!" roared the Rein, backing away from me and returning his attention to the crowd around us. "This is what will happen. This is a hunt, and she is your prey. If you want her, then you need to make sure that you are the one to cross the finish line with her. It doesn't matter if you caught her first, someone can come and take her away from you. Cross the line with her, and she will be yours."

The silver skinned male that looked so much like Ba'dqeel slowly turned to look at me, a twisted look of madness on his face. "But I have been told that to make this more interesting, I need to give her some hope. Something to stop her from trying to end her own life. So here it is. If she can last until darkness, then she is free."

Every male in the clearing, even my two guards, tilted back their heads and laughed at that statement. We all knew that darkness never came to Dakar. I might as well wish for rain to come before darkness would.