Raquel’s POV

“I don’t know if I feel comfortable picking out a challenge through the Wheel of Torment.” Each wedge on the old and battle-scarred wooden wheel sounded like a horrible mistake and a surefire way to test the limits of my current human body. As a doxy, even half, I might survive the awfulness of the wheel but it was pushing it. Some of the delightful options were:

A five-mile-long race through the Spires with no shoes against one ...