Glory...<em>Entertainment</em>...and profit. If she wasn't an anointed knight - If she didn't find this<em>all</em>reprehensible...Tialyn would've understood why women would willingly fight in this-!<br/><br/>"Is that...?" she murmured, her eyes widening - It was. The woman she'd seen raped by the gnoll...A little gasp teased from her silky throat, as Ebony's hands came to rest on her - the healing warmth spreading through her form! The lovely half-elf arched a slim eyebrow, as she considered the sight...Her brow furrowing, ever-so-slightly-<br/><br/>"...So you really *do* enjoy fighting in the Pit," she murmured, almost to herself - a little blush to her cheeks! This could be a lot more alluring that Tialyn had initially expected...She'd thought that Mialasis had been coerced, or otherwise forced into it - But she seemed<em>entirely[i/] happy with her lot in life - Bruises and all! <br/><br/>Her lissome legs crossed with supple scrape, the gorgeous elven beauty hesitating - But at Ebony's cue, she nodded...Catching herself just in time! Her lips curved in a slow smile, a hand rest on her hip - A soft chuckle teased from her silky throat. <br/><br/>"Hmmmm...Why not~?" she mused aloud - As if it meant nothing at all to her. The gorgeous Paladiness favored Mialasis with a slow wink - "...Please, call me 'Tialyn'. You put on quite the display out there - You could say I was quite captivated by the experience."<br/><br/>Her honey-blonde hair caressed her cheeks, as she leaned forward ever-so-slightly; "...Who knows~?" Tialyn chuckled, low and husky - "We may meet again - and sooner than you think."<br/><br/>As she straightened, s-l-o-w-l-y, her gaze turned to Ebony - "Let's see this 'pit master', shall we~?" she inquired...A flicker of trepidation coursing through her, beneath the playful lilt to her voice. "After all - I can't *wait* for my turn..."<br/><br/>...Not that she had a choice, if she meant to rescue her friend! Or at least, if she wanted to have any *hope* of getting Liandra back...</em>