"Reaver where the hell are we going?" Jane, Reaver and some of the other nobles who seemed to have a certain stench about them were all walking down a hallway which Jane had never been down. She was nervous, Reaver was obviously acting extra suave on purpose for these 'special guests' as he called them.

Just as they reached the end of the hallway they were met with a large set of double doors and Reaver who was obviously one for making an entrance smirked and look at Jane with wolfish eyes, "Let the show begin!" he opened the double doors and they entered.

Inside they were all standing on a balcony and below them was a blood stained arena with a giant wheel against a wall. Jane was fearful of what was coming next until she saw two people running toward the middle of the arena, one she recognized almost immediately, "Reaver what is the meaning of this?" she snarled

Reaver just laughed and hooked a hand around her waist, even through her struggles he did not let go, "Why this is the wheel of misfortune, my dear little minx." Jane looked down at the prince and the young darker woman suddenly wishing she had her gun. She looked over at the guests and saw that one of them was oddly licking her chaps as a cage was lowered containing a very angry looking man.

Reaver's voice bellowed throughout the room, "My, my, my more busy little bees come too steal my honey. When will you people learn to enjoy life?"

The dark skinned woman snarled back, "Ill enjoy killing you, Does that count?"

"Oh you are just full of spunk aren't you? A true heroine." Jane looked at Reaver and struggled to get away but he held on tight, "And now as promised the show we've all been waiting for." Reaver pulled a lever and the cage was lifted up again, "Do try to put on a good show." And with that the wheel was spinning, "Let us see what it lands on shall we?" the wheel landed on the picture of the hob, "Ah, how…Disgusting" Reaver chuckled.

Reaver dragged Jane through a hallway that led to the first chamber, "Reaver you are disgusting." She squirmed but all Reaver did was squeeze tighter. It was almost unbearable watching the two rebels fight the hobs but also hypnotic, Jane had never seen such intense fighting.

Next was the hollowmen, Jane stopped struggling and watch helplessly as the hollowmen hacked an slashed at the rebels who were barely holding on, "Reaver stop this." Jane pleaded

Reaver only laughed, "But we're all having so much fun." The noble nodded in agreement

"Screw the gold I need out of here. I'll find another way to get it just not here." Jane was panicking as the last hollowman was scattered into a pile of bones.

Jane watched as the rebels took down every obstacle thrown at them. She was hopeful that they would make it out alive. After they defeated the last of Reaver's monsters the rebels were tired and wounded, "This game grows tiresome and my guests grow restless." Reaver loosened his grip just a bit.

Jane heard the strange small man flirting with the angry looking noble. She looked back and gasped in fear, "Balverines." It was tearing the man apart with its teeth. Jane finally squirm out of Reaver's arms but she was too close to the edge of the balcony, and so she fell.

She hit the ground with a loud thump and a sharp pain in her head began to form, "Ah, see dear that's what you get for not staying still." Reaver teased.

The two rebels ran up to her, "C'mon get up and take this gun." The prince pushed a revolver into her hands and shortly after that the balverines were everywhere.

Jane had never fought these thing before so she just aimed for the head, she killed 4 but the last one she got clumsy. The rebels were too focused on the balverines in front of them to notice that Jane was being overwhelmed, "Fuck." She swore as the creatures claws ranked across her stomach and thigh, "is this really how I'm going to die?" she braced herself for the final blow but it never came.

Reaver held up a smoking dragonstomper and the balverine fell dead beside her, "Rather rude of you to dispose of all my guests." Reaver sounded angry.

The prince went to help Jane up, "Are you okay to stand?" he seemed a lot taller.

Jane's body was covered in blood most of it was hers and some of it was Reaver's guests, "Yeah." And then she collapsed into a puddle of blood.