Giselle had helped Emma with the nanobot injection before she had disappeared into the dining hall with a heavy weight on her heart.  She knew the risks, as did everyone else, but to have Tyger up against such a dangerous opponent already in the first round made Giselle worry.  A Desire Demon....such a thing didn't exist in Faerun, but they weren't in Faerun anymore.  That was the problem however since the unknown made the half Drow uneasy.  Looking to the people she was sitting with, both Yuna and Vincent seemed too preoccupied with the fight to pay her any mind.  She sighed and turned her gaze to the screen that stood before the long oak table that was being filled with other contestants as well as food being served for their leisure and pleasure.  Giselle had no interest in the food, her gut in knots.  She hoped Emma would join her here before too long or she'd go nuts with no one to talk to as bets were already being made between a few of the fighters and even a few of the guards if her sensitive ears didn't deceive her.<br/><br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Helena was in her office, monitoring events with the usual team of scientists on the fourth floor of her estate.  No one was wandering about yet, but she had a feeling that would change.  There were secrets best left undisturbed considering Guildenstern and his growing horde of Genma below the mansion were inhabiting the caves beneath.  She hoped someone would discover the mad fiend's desires but at the same time she doubted they'd be able to stop him considering they were invincible to conventional weaponry.  Either way, no matter what happened, Helena planned to survive the fallout.  Still, it helped that there were cameras positioned over many of the secret entrances to the caves below.  The only ones that weren't heavily monitored were the ones outside on the western cliffs that rose out of the ocean and another in the basement behind a dozen or so boxes.  The one that was by the sea was hard to get to considering the tide covered up the entrance, but the one in the basement was another matter since it was a very well concealed fake wall with a simple brick that had to be pressed in.  Only elven eyes could hope to find it, or so the running joke was now said anyway.