The snarling, tiny Chihuahua's landing smack-dab in the arena didn't exactly cause an uproar in either army. Still, Crunch's earlier performance had brutally schooled the crowd on the harsh reality that looks could indeed be deceiving. For their enemies, this lesson hit even harder.
Master Eldrion narrowed his stormy gray eyes skeptically as he sized up the pathetic little mutt the opponents had sacrificed, yet he refused to underestimate any potential threat. Better safe than sorry.
After a careful silence, he ventured cautiously,
"That dog… doesn't look nearly as fierce as the cat we faced earlier."
Around him, the high-ranking officers and other Radiant Conclave members solemnly nodded their agreement. After the previous upset, none dared be overly confident, yet they silently shared his assessment.
"Faye, you're our resident beast expert—your thoughts?" Lady Lyria asked lightly, genuinely curious.
