“What kind of a trial is this?” I ask, suspecting the answer. “A warrior’s trial,” says Uriel as he flies above me. “It’s more than you deserve. The rule is simple. The last one alive goes free.” The crowd cheers again, roaring their approval. “Try to make this entertaining,” says Uriel. “Because if it’s not, the crowd will decide whether the last one standing lives or dies.” The angels chant, “Die! Die! Die!” I guess that answers the question.
