Serena was saddened when Abyss declined. Though she knew her father wasnâ€™t going to give him an option about it. This wasnâ€™t one where he could say no he didnâ€™t want to do it. If it had been anyone else but her he would have been like fine pick another mutt to chose. Not with her though. She tensed but didnâ€™t squirm. It would hurt her delicate and frail form. Her eyes went wide at the words the man said into her ear. She hid the tremble but she was afraid inside. Her father looked ready to throw the man over the line. Just because he had dared to touch her. After his daughter was let go she was pulled to him. Her father looked at Abyss. â€œIâ€™m afraid you donâ€™t understand the situation Abyss. This isnâ€™t one of those times you get to chose you donâ€™t want to go. As of this moment you are no longer a fighter slave. You are her bodyguard and slave. This isnâ€™t optional or debateable.â€ He said in a cold voice. His own voice no nonsense. â€œIâ€™ve let you chose whether you went or not to others but this time...you donâ€™t get a say in the matter. Get your things.â€ He said coldly. He went to the man who had grabbed his daughter. â€œAs for you...you even so much as look at her again and Iâ€™ll throw you head first over that line understand?!â€ He said in a hostile voice. The man gulping and backed into the shadows. Her father<br/><br/>Serena made a face as he spoke. â€œOh youâ€™re mean. I donâ€™t want a lap dog or even a regular dog. I donâ€™t want anyone else. I want you because you are the best and its not just for being a bodyguard. You donâ€™t have to â€œbabysitâ€ me. You just need to be my friend mainly.â€ She sighed a bit. Her father wasnâ€™t giving him an option. In fact he had already had the guards grab ahold of Abyss. They were beginning to take off the arm jewelry. Putting on a different form that only she could take off. It would shock the hell out of him if he ran. Yet now he could cross the line. Serena sighed a bit. â€œYou are the best fighter there is. Nobodies skill compares to yours.â€ She said softly. She looked at her father. He was a good man but very cold. He was often cold even towards her. All about the money. She looked at her father. â€œLets go daddy.â€ She said softly. Not looking at Abyss again because his cold shouldering would take some time to get used to. She wasnâ€™t planning on using him like a lap dog. Moments later her father, her, and most likely a reluctant Abyss left the arena.