The entire arena fell as silent as a graveyard at midnight, everyone watched anxiously for the result of Elias' assault.
Witnessing the magnitude of Elias' attack, Lord Varric's jaw dropped, and it was not because of the power behind the attack, rather he feared for his daughter's life.
Snapping out of his daze, he jerked up to his feet, "How dare you lie to me!" He roared, as he lifted up Lady Selene from her seat by her collar.
Lady Selene's expression remained unfazed, "I didn't lie to you," she calmly spoke
Lord Varric's gaze hardened, and his grip on her tightened, "Then how do you explain that?!" He said, pointing to the arena below with one hand
"Look closely," Lady Selene advised
"She's not dead," Lady Isolde piped in, "I can see her chest rise and fall," she added
Lord Varric let go of Lady Selene and focused on the arena below. There he saw Elias standing over Sarah's prone body, his sword was drawn, but not aimed at her.
