"Marcus! W-what happened? One minute I was about to be carved up like a turkey, then the next thing I know I'm here?" Ayona asks frantically.
"Don't worry about that, you're safe now." I look up to see Praetor moping the floor with Armata's forces and continue to speak to Ayona. "You tell me what happened, how'd you get caught? Did they hurt you?" My voice is very authoritative.
Ayona eyes are downcast as she begins. "I was perched at a window overlooking Armata's throne room. I sat there for a while watching him, but he did nothing. Just as I was getting ready move onto a different section of the castle, Armata appeared behind me. He gave me a small cut on my arm and then he tasted my blood on his claws. I tried to fly away but I couldn't move.... that's when he placed me in a cage and kept me in a room with other caged monsters and animals. While I was there, a creepy little man would come in everyday and pick someone. They would then be taken away by the guards. I never knew where they were going...." Her eyes start to tear up. "But I could hear their screams and pleads for mercy!" Her tears now stream down her face as she continues. "I was so scared!"
"The little man eventually picked me, I thought I was dead for sure, until HE saved me...." Ayona looks at Ibrahim. "If not for him, I would have been.... well I don't want to think about it." She says running her wing across her face to wipe away her tears. "Soooo who is he?" She asks.
Ayona's attention occasionally shifts to the sight of soldiers fly around in the other room as praetor continues his offensive. Armata's troops putting up a descent fight.
"He's my frien-.... He's an acquaintance of mine. He agreed to help me fight Armata. Same thing for the big guy out there, his name is Praetor and THIS is Dr.Ibrahim." I say.
Ayona rises to her feet and Ruffles her feathers a bit. "It's a pleasure to meet you Dr.Ibrahim, I'm Ayona Penddleton and thank you so much. How can I ever repay you?" She's says with a chipper smile.