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Samuel bared his teeth at Malice when she got a hold of him. He was trembling in her grasp as he looked into her eyes as she spoke. His eyes shifted into a bright green as he stared back at her. Samuel looked at her for a moment with his bright eyes, but before he could say anything she collapsed to the ground. Samuel smirked at Malice falling and looked over to his right with the large corpse in view. "That's pretty damn funny." Samuel said as he began to look around his surroundings. He looked up to see A'sharia and Gabriel, his face fell flat. He stared directly at the both of him with his face flaring up, completely ignoring Malice. Gabriel took a close look at Samuel.

His eyes shifted back to their normal hue and Samuel stared in the same direction, blankly. "He's a Lark!" Gabriel roared out as his veins popped from his face and his eyes turned black. He jumped from the balcony where the council members sat and landed on the arena floor. Two of his cronies followed him in as he walked at a fast pace to Samuel.

Samuel looked over to Malice who clutching at her stomach. "Malice, what's wrong?!" Samuel asked frantically as he got on his knees beside her. He lightly held on to her shoulder and moved her hair so he could see her face. Just then Gabriel grabbed Samuel by the throat. Samuel struggled to get away from his choking grasp, but he soon passed out and was tossed aside. Samuel's vision faded and the last thing he saw was Malice in pain. He could slightly feel her presence even though he'd passed out. Gabriel's men dragged Samuel by his feet, back into the dungeon and Gabriel followed behind them without the slightest concern for Malice.