Amara, despite the charm clouding her thoughts, felt more than a hint of fear as she looked out on the crowd. As potent as she had become, there was no chance she<em>ever</em>could have taken on this many opponents at once. She carefully kept to the center of the cage, outside of the reach of those reaching in at her, but when the drow entered, well...<br/><br/>Glaring at the drow, Amara shook her head angrily. "I think not. I may have been forced to by others, but I will<em>not</em>serve someone who thinks that merely by existing she can command me."