AMALTHEA'S POV

"Are you sure we are headed in the right direction?" Throb asked me, and I rolled my eyes at him.

"It's probably the seventh time you are asking me this question. I am pretty sure this is the right way. Stop acting like a coward and follow me," I said, and he looked at me with uncertainty.

"I still can't believe we are going to the fighting arena of the rogues. You do know what you are getting us into, right? If we get caught, then both of us are dead meat," Throb said, and I placed my hand on his mouth before pulling him behind a pillar....