Yennefer flew towards the arena after finding that the game had started.
Knowing Vritra, she had a feeling that he was certainly somehow involved in this.
Within moments she arrived close to the arena, and despite the mist outside, she could clearly see everyone present inside.
But even after scanning it twice, she didn't find Vritra anywhere. Then her gaze locked onto the burly man floating in the air.
He didn't look anything like Vritra, nor could she sense any sort of familiarity, but for some reason, she felt that it was him.
"H- Husband?" she called out softly, her heart pounding in anticipation. She had wanted to see him so badly.
But what if he wasn't actually Vritra? What if he was but pretended? Yennefer didn't have answers for any of that.
She wanted to forget everything and just embrace him, disappear from the world if she had to, and make him her entire world.
