The healers around Meesei and Oswall glanced at each other in equal parts worry and wonder. None of them dared to question the champion in such a tense situation, but the initial shock at seeing steam bubbling from Oswall's wounds was alleviated as they found that he was beginning to stabilise under their combined power.

The time it took for Meesei to treat Oswall with her advanced healing techniques was thankfully enough for Vera to reduce Caleb's hysteric shouting to a pained sobbing. He peered over to Meesei past swollen eyelids when he heard his name. Everyone gathered around looked to Caleb as attentively as Meesei did, eager to hear what he had to say. After another two breaths-worth of quiet crying, Caleb found some words. "It was when they taught the control techniques...Oswall knew that father would drink then, he had to." Caleb struggled not to stutter in his state. "He was nearby, the water skin would be left alone. It was the water skin that was poisoned! He wanted father dead because father thought Oswall's mistrust was a threat! It was him! He killed him!" Caleb began to escalate again and Vera tried soothing him once more.

"Champion, if I may." Just behind the front of the crowd, Darahil spoke up, causing those in front of him to step aside and reveal him, "I suggest questioning Caleb in private, where he might be calmed." Darahil looked at Caleb and Vera, "Public words may serve a better place at the trial." Darahil's eyes moved to Oswall, "Not to mention, Oswall's life is in danger. I sent someone to fetch a welkynd stone, she should be back momentarily. I trust you have treated silver wounds before?"

It wasn't even half a minute before an Imperial woman in furs ran into the chamber with a large glowing blue stone in her hands. Everyone made way for her while she hurried the stone to Meesei.