Salerous was only halfheartedly enjoying the fight, as the other half of him was waiting for the right moment to execute his plan. After all, if it didn't work, he would be sent to the gallows and he certainly didn't want that. Malkor stirred up a cloud of dust and Harklas dodged the swinging blade, retaliating by throwing a knife into the cloud. He let out a series of hissing noises that would sound like a laugh to anyone else, but was actually a command to all his reptilian troops. A moment later, a woman sitting to the left of Percival fell out of her chair, lifeless. Two minutes later, the same happened to an old man next to Ryder, whom he was guessing was Ryder's current guardian. After all, if only his Master's friends died, it wouldn't be an accident, now would it? Cam and her fighters were spared as Salerous knew that having someone turn up dead in all the Master's groups would be too evident that it wasn't an accident.<br/>_________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>Percival, noticing the lifeless body of a woman next to him, rushed to her side. recognizing her made his heart begin to be filled with sadness. This woman was his Grandmother. the person who had given him his first fighter, and now she was dead. As he stood, his eyes filled with tears, he looked around the room and asked "Who did this?" his voice faltered, but it was ominous all the same. he noticed that Salerous, whom he could read like a book, was hiding something from him. All his reasoning left him as he let out a war cry and charged his 'friend'. Salerous called up two cobras to defend himself. Percival stopped cold. The one thing he was afraid of. Venomous snakes. Ironic or not, he couldn't stand them, and what was worse, he feared that if he punished the fighter controlling them, he would be killed by said fighter with a flick of the Snake King's tongue. And so it was that he sat and cried silently, understanding all to well why his fighter had turned on him.