It was needless to say that Batya was horrified by what she saw. How could that evil man do this to any creature? She barely recognized her old friend; to think that such a sweetheart had been turned into a monster made her sick to her stomach. She felt a rage building within her. Part of her wanted to march down there as well, but knew better. She went pale as she noticed Iden was having such thoughts as well. Her mouth opened to say something, to warn him not to do anything reckless, and to wait for he but he was already down there before she could reach him. Why was her friend always so reckless?  She didn’t blame him for doing this but she also didn’t want to get into trouble.<br/><br/>She quickly ran outside when Iden was thrown out. The sound of the whip cracking sent a chill through her, but she dared not turn around.<br/><br/>When she reached Iden, she said, “I can’t believe it… All of these years, I’d hoped he was well… and now…” unable to find anything better to say at the moment. Batya was both in shock and disgusted by what she had just seen. Her face was still pale, her hands shaking a little, and felt like she was going to throw up. Tear began to form in the corners of her eyes. In the tent, she had tried hard to ignore them, being someone who did not cry very often or very easily for that matter, but seeing their old friend had sent her over the edge. “We… we should do something. We have to get him out of there… Yes, tonight! We should try to get him out tonight.”<br/><br/>Batya thought about the words the moment they left her mouth. She must have sounded absolutely crazy to want to head back in there, especially since there was no telling if their old friend would recognize them, it was suicide to just march up to a dragon. Dragons were very dangerous creatures. That was what she and Iden were told when the guards came and took their friend away all those years ago. Of course, she never really believed it until now. She was use to seeing dragons as loyal and kind, like a dog. Yes, their friend had been a lot like a cuddly dog, minus the fur. Wild dragons on the other hand, were not so friendly. One would have to be out of their mind to even think about approaching one.<br/><br/>And on the note of dangerous creatures, she was sure that the ring master had more than just a dragon at his disposal…