Cryshela was brought by Jawne next to Crystal as she continued to pretend to suffer, though no apparent burn marks were present. Many eyes tried to see the true state of Cryshela, but her frail, maidenly demeanor evoked pity.
Fate stirred, nudging scenes across the arena to shift attention away from her. Arguments, fumbled spells, and even a small animal bursting from beneath the stage, and all forms of distractions influenced by Phatom to give no mercy or compassion to Cryshela.
"That girl cheated! How dare she make our family run to the ground?!" The father shouted even more.
Such a beauty in distress would have caused many to have mercy and compassion for many men, but somehow, the events either made them ignore Cryshela or hate her.
But despite all the resounding taunts from those enraged by Cryshela's victory, Crystal was unbothered, and they kept thinking far more than what the current circumstances appeared.
