Before Elisa could respond, the sound of a thrilling roar filled the temple once again. This time, a slightly higher roar, compared to the Old One. The dragon that had arrived had a beautiful sun-like skintone, and was smaller than the other dragon by far. But he did not have the excessive amount of scaring which made him look younger. Ofcourse, Elisa had not much to compare it with, as this was the first time she had encountered two dragons on one day. 

As the Old One swung is tail back and forth and had lost his focus on her, she noticed her legs actually hung freely on the slightly tilted table. It was the rope her executor had cut right before the arrival of the other dragon. Pushing herself slightly up from the table, she felt the sore muscles in her arms from being tied up too tightly. In the right corner of her eye, the cloaked men had sought for a safe place, which made Elisa the only on the platform. [i]"Now is the time.. I should try to escape!"[/i] But as she started tugging the ropes and rubbing her wrists against the rough material, Elisa felt it was futile. Unless she found a way to cut of her hands, escaping was out of question. The panic started to control her emotions as she completely lost it whilst tugging the ropes. "I can't die like this!" She mumbled softly in between her teeth.