Aurin was quiet as he was pinned, though he continued to struggle and fight against his captors. He growled just once as he worked at freeing himself. The stroke to his jaw stopped his squirming though as his head bounced off the stone again. For the second time he saw stars as he gasped in pain. He tried to clear his head as he worked hard to clear his head so he could fight back. He didn’t want to give up.
As his eyes cleared the first thing he focused on was the flame that was inches from his nose. Those bright blue eyes traveled up the hand to the face of the boy that he had hoped until a moment ago would prove to be a friend. There was no fear in those eyes. Just a stubborn defiance and a touch of betrayal. He didn’t sneer or frown at the question, he just quietly watched without a word.
He had faced demons, what was a pack of bullies compared to them?