Sophia's eyes ran down the length of the hall as the doors slammed, immediately recognizing the man hurrying towards them as Sir Tyler, the knight who had been placed in charge of her defense. She rose from her seat, a look of shock and concern coming to her face as she realized the man was injured, apparently rather severely. The man seemed happy to see her alive. Her thoughts raced for a moment. Had the situation in the Tower escalated this much? Or were Tyler's wounds the result of something else? "Sir Tyler, what happened to you?" She looked over the man's broken breastplate. She shook her head. "Yes, I'm alive, but we were attacked... Jezin... I... What happened?" Too much was happening at once, she couldn't piece everything together.