As Elise headed back to the slave quarters, she saw a figure rise in the shadowed box.
"tygers fate had been decided. she shall be executed for her loss in the match."
this was met with mixed boos and cheers from the spectators.
Elise ran back and faced the box.
"you can't do that."
"you have already tested my resolve once mage. It would not be wise to test it again."
"fine then...."
Elise ran to where the guards had surrounded tyger. Unsheathing her dagger, she ran at them.
"look out you fools...she;s coming at you!"
the guards turn too late.
Elise finished them all and stood over tyger, poised to defend her.
"these arena rules are only based on your whim. Let the people decide!"
"what is your proposal mage?"
"a tag team. Me and her against your two best soldiers. If we win, we stay. If we lose, she takes her sentence and i will join her!"
the crowd is silent...waiting on the mysterious persons decision.
"very well....Arena spectators, this is why you are here. You now have control over these fighters fates. Will they live and fight as a team....or die together at rebellious traitors?"
As the chant begins, tyger grabs elises ankle.
"are...are you mad? you won...why would you....?"
" you deserve a chance to die with honor...not like a traitor. i had to do something."
"foolish....."
The cry had finally filled the arena. It was clear and expected by all.
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