The healing room

Meanwhile, in the room painted white, Ami was trying to stop Audrey from hitting the healer in the face. She wrapped her arms around Audrey's waist, holding him back as she pleaded, "Audrey, stop! Don't hurt him!”

"Let it go, Audrey! You heard the healer. He can't transport us back to the arena unless the king says so." Ami continued in a convincing tone.

The healer who had transported them to hospital wasn't listening to her brother and there was no other way they could get out of there.

They had been pleading for more than thirty minutes and Ami couldn't help but wonder if things were going okay in the Arena.

"I've told you before, he only responds to force," Audrey growled, his patience wearing thin. "Let me take care of this. If I break his jaw, he'll suddenly remember how to get us back to the Arena."

Audrey's hands paused mid-crack, his eyes flashing with frustration as he turned to face Ami, who had grasped his collar with a pleading expression.

"Please,don't do this. We can'
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