Rama was tempted to help Draco as she watched the fight unfold. Her breaths quivered and her body trembled each time an earth quaking blow was landed.
With her vampiric senses, she could clearly see every single sweat drop and seeing the fight so clearly, goosebumps manifested on her skin on how lethal it was.
Her legs moved hesitantly to help, but Draco's stern warning to not intrude rang in her head, after all trying to help him would be more of a burden to him as her strength was no where near their phenomenal prowess. With not a single doubt, she knew she would be ripped into shreds like a rag doll the moment she stepped a single foot into the battle arena.
She figured it was better to stay alive while she watched from a far distance even as she felt utterly useless.
