"How... how are you alive?" I ask.

"The world is full of surprises." He chuckles.

I turn. The queen walks from her throne. Scar comes down to his knees. I know I have to do the same. I bow as well. She moves her hand down Scar's back. She creeps me out. Her eyes were like daggers. I back away. She looks at me. Scar nods at her. She turns and walks off. 

"What was that about?" I dust myself forward.

"She likes you." Scar chuckles.

"Is she supposed to be that scary?" I ask.

"Of course. Fear is the only motivator." He charges again.

I dodge the swing though it cuts my hair a little bit. I slam my stick into his.

"You fight like a child. You must fight to kill." He throws me back.

I slam into the ground. I wince.

"But I-" I start.

"No buts! No hesitation!" He yells.

He jumps up. I roll to avoid the blade. I kick him down. He slams his foot into my face.

"Always fight for blood!" He yells.

He slices open my cheek. I feel it. I feel the blood drip. But... how? I'm supposed to fight for life. Not for death. He charges again. I dodge once again. He slams his stick into my face, the dull end. I slam into the ground. 

"You must fight to kill if not you die." He says.

I nod. I'm sick of this. I can't keep getting my butt slapped. I grip the stick. Anger flashes inside my eyes. I feel a fire igniting in my chest. I stand up. Fight for blood. Show no mercy to the enemy. Okay. I'm ready now.