The moment I cracked open the pouch, a gray rat with a round little belly popped out.
"That's your reliable backup?"
Cassion's face scrunched up.
"That's right. It'll guide us somewhere the guards don't usually walk."
The rat looked up at Cassion and me. I waved my hand to signal it to move. The rat backed away from me, staring, then spun around and took off running.
"Whoa! That tiny thing is fast!"
There was no way I could possibly keep up. The rat eventually stopped partway to wait for Cassion and me.
"This is the first time I've ever felt outdone by a rat."
Cassion said, sounding indignant. I couldn't agree more.
We put the rings on and ran all over the arena. If we took too long getting back, Count Lincol would grow suspicious, so running was the only option.
"You said the lower floors have more guards?"…
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