As Harriet's body went limp, Meesei released her grip on her neck and dropped her to the ground. The end of the fight was met with cheering and praise from her supporters, and silence from Harriet's. She had been arguably the strongest warrior in the clan, someone who her alphas looked up to as a superior; as a leader. But now, she lay at the feet of the Champion, defeated. In front of nearly every alpha in the clan, as well as most of its other warriors, Meesei had proven herself the strongest. The fight had been even, perhaps even weighted towards Harriet due to her ring, but the fact that Meesei had emerged victorious regardless meant that none could reasonably challenge her claim. 

Nearly as quickly as she had transformed in the first place, Meesei shifted back into her normal form, with the Ring of Hircine reforming back on her finger. Given that it was the only object capable of remaining with a lycan through a transformation in such a way, the nature of her engraved metallic ring would not be a mystery to those attentive enough to notice. As for the other ring she had been holding under her tongue, Meesei took it in her hand and looked it over for a moment. Even just by observing it in the fight, she could tell that it was no ordinary enchanted ring. Its properties were unusual, and its power quite noteworthy. The charge it carried was greater than any reflection enchantment she had ever seen, so it demanded to be studied. For the moment, however, she simply held on to it, as there were other matters for her to attend to.

Despite her victory, Meesei was quite obviously injured. She was bleeding from the side of her snout, and there were sizable gashes on her arms. With the fight over, the pain would hit her soon, but she still did not prioritize dealing with her own wounds. Instead, she knelt down beside Harriet. Her windpipe was now open, allowing air to pass through once again, but Meesei needed to ensure that she actually started to breathe again. If her breathing resumed quickly, there would be no damage to her mind. In the time that she had spent in her wolf form, Meesei's magicka had recovered enough for it to be used again. She started by placing her hands on her chest, then targeting her restoration magic towards her diaphragm to prompt it to fill and release the lungs once more. Most of the time, the body would be set back to its natural rhythms if magic could be used to start the process. As with any serious injury, there was always a possibility of death, but as long as Harriet was properly monitored, she could live. Meesei stopped the bleeding from her neck and eye, then stood back up and directed her attention to a few of the healers who were present. "Keep her alive, but have her shackled, and make sure she is under guard at all times. It is not yet her time to die."

Finally, Meesei turned to Harriet's alphas. They had supported her, despite the nature of the allegations against her. However, that did not necessarily mean they were all enemies to the clan. If Harried had indeed been corrupted by Clavicus Vile, then it was possible that some of her alphas were corrupted as well, but Meesei doubted that [i]all[/i] of them could have been corrupted. With any conspiracy, the more individuals involved, the greater the chance for failure. If even one of them resisted corruption, then that person could reveal the entire plan. More likely was that Harriet had commanded them through respect. They followed her strength and leadership, so they could not imagine that Harriet would betray the clan. But, if that was the case, then Meesei might too gain their loyalty. They respected Harriet's strength, but Meesei had just proven herself the stronger. It would not be immediate, but if she approached them with the same strength and ferocity that Harriet had shown them, they might come to accept their Champion.

"Through the trial of combat, Hircine's will has been shown. Are there any who would challenge this outcome?" Meesei asked the crowd, though her eyes were on Harriet's followers.