Zebel kept her thoughts to herself, silent as they each exited the train. Her gaze averted all the others as she held tightly to Keith's hand, her rock. Walking from the platform to the hallway seemed to be like walking the green mile, she was getting cold feet.<span style="font-style: italic">Come on! Pull your shit together, it isn't that bad, you could take them all on if you wanted to. Don't let them see you get scared!</span>There was a frown on her lips as she furrowed her brows into anger, that damn voice would drive her completely insane one day... perhaps one day soon.<br/><br/>Getting greeted at the door by the butler was a nearly foreign thing to Zebel, though none the less was something she accepted without question. Her hand tightened around Keith's as they pulled their numbers, though a exhale of a breath she hadn't realized she had been holding put her at more ease.  She was thankful that she didn't have to fight Keith or Max for the first night, though she felt sorry that there was a chance for Liz to get knocked out... or would it be the other way around? She wasn't sure but if Zebel lost her match to Liz there would be no chance of her having to fight Max or Keith.<br/><br/>Pursing her lips tightly in thought, her only saving grace was that of Keith pulling her to her side were he kissed her lips. Sure she wanted more but, she also wanted Keith to keep his brains in this fight and not be fighting with his penis... for now. Once Keith and Bruno walked through the doorway to the arena Liz and Zebel made their way to the viewing platform. Overlooking the arena as she held on tightly to Liz's hand. She leaned into her side just a bit as she whispered into her ear now.<br/><br/>"I don't think I can watch this... or be here with Max..."<br/><br/>Liz smiled and tried to reassure her as she held Zebel in place at her side, Liz wasn't going to let anything happen to Zebel least try her best not to but... things tend to happen. Zebel's gaze was glued, but there was faint laughter coming from the right side of her which made her turn her attention to see who it was. Max was starring at Zebel as he shook his head at her, it was a near cocky laughter that lit a match under Zebel's ass.  Her eyes narrowed on him as Max spread wide his grin looking at her.<br/><br/>"Don't worry... the show is only about to start..."<br/><br/>The encryption of those words hit her ears like a sucker punch to the face, what did he mean by that? What was going to happen? Would Keith still win? Her eyes quickly turned back to the arena waiting in a strained silence as she watched them for the most part.. she would have a heartattack before all this was over with.