The battle raged on incessantly for several seconds, which felt like ages to those observing it. Their hearts beat so rapidly that it seemed as though they could see their hearts pounding out of their chests if they allowed it to continue like that.
With eyes wide open, one of the Dragonborn in Rynneth's ranks spoke. "I have no idea anymore about how this fight will end."
"Me too," the others responded. "I... I even thought that perhaps Your Majesty might lose."
"Don't doubt Your Majesty's might!" another snapped at the remark. He glared sharply at the Dragonborn who had just spoken.
"I'm sorry." The Dragonborn lowered his gaze to the ground.
