Tam didn't hear any of that, though. And she didn't notice the cage, either.
She only hoped that, because she was now in the field, Love would actually let Cricket live.
Tam's awareness of the world around her slowly returned.
Scud, she felt awful.
She looked up to see Love and Cricket still fighting. Not only that, but she was trapped in a cage of sorts.
She felt stupid now for walking into the field- but she hadn't known what else to do, so she'd hoped that maybe . . .
Growling, she sat up a little straighter and Narrated three thick, black metal spikes into shooting up from the ground around Love, meaning either to trap him or spear him. Hopefully, in Tam's opinion, the latter.