The arena was still emptying when Dara sat back down.
Not because she hadn't processed what she saw. Because she had, and it required sitting with before it became movement.
Voss remained beside her. The specific gravity of two professionals who had just watched something that didn't fit their existing frameworks and were determining what to do about that.
The arena floor below them. The position where Lexel had stood with his hands behind his back. The position where Kain had gone down. The arena staff already moving through the space with the focused efficiency of people cleaning up after something significant.
"He didn't move like a Champion," Dara said.
Voss looked at her.
