Lyra's body crashed hard onto the ground outside the fight platform.
BOOM!
The impact was heavy enough to shake the damaged ground beneath her.
Broken rocks flew into the air, mixing with the snow that had been scattered across the area around the platform. Some of the pieces struck the ground again and bounced several times before finally coming to a stop, while a cloud of dust rose around Lyra and briefly hid most of her body from the spectators.
The force of her crash had left a shallow depression in the ground.
For several seconds, the Arena became unusually quiet.
Hundreds of thousands of people had been shouting only moments ago, but the sudden silence that followed Lyra's fall made the damaged platform seem even more enormous.
Some spectators leaned forward.
Others stood from their seats.
A few of Lyra's supporters had their hands frozen in front of their mouths, uncertain whether she could still stand after being dragged down so violently.
