Mecca stepped forward towards the circle, her golden eyes as hard as gold ingots. Those very eyes read the rules on the stone, as she read them she pinched the top of her index finger hard and broke the skin, drawing a small amount of blood. [i]There's not much to loose and just shame if I turn back now.[/i] She thought, sending a glance at the two boys who were talking near her, at least if she did die there could be others to join her in death.