Torah could never have thought that useful food could be delicious. The dining room left a pleasant impression. Firstly, they fed there quite tolerably, and, secondly, it turned out that it really looked more like a school than a prison: they were no longer handcuffed and they were not followed closely by the warders. No, of course the guards could still be found in the corridor, but they just looked after the order. And life would be beautiful, if not for one "but". While Torah ate - she felt as she was followed by dozens of eyes. Of course, everyone was be interested in how this struggle for power will be ends. In general, Toralay did not want to get into this all that deep, but now there's nothing to be done, besides, she did not like this she-wolf. However, the Torah understood that now it needed allies. She looked around in search of suitable candidates, but so far she had not seen anyone with whom she could quickly find a common language.
The fact that without allies really she can not win, she was convinced the same evening. At a time when she was out of sight of the guards - she was immediately seized and dragged into the side corridor. Before her were an arrogant gargoyle and a lean vampire. It seems that they were then with that wolf.
Toralay had enough strength for about ten to fifteen minutr of fights. Despite all shis agility, without constant training, none of her opponents was worried about honesty and they attacked as soon as he could. In the end, the Torah lost. The pain in the nape of the neck abruptly flashed, sparks flashed from her eyes, and then she fell into the darkness, thinking finally that these two were much worse than seemed.
