"Oh...just this one's training...is all." Ri'vashi answered, somewhat nervously. She seemed almost as surprised as Lorag at his loss, slowly lowering her blade as she looked to the others. Lorag, in contrast to what the others might have expected, was not immediately issuing another challenge. Instead, he appeared as if he were in shock. His eyes were widened briefly, before he regained most of his composure. 

Kaleeth, in all of her time knowing him, had never actually seen Lorag lose a fight. In terms of martial prowess, he was always the mentor, the one that she, and many others, looked to for advice. It felt strange knowing he could be beaten. "Are you going to fight again, Lorag?" She asked him.

"Huh, what? No, um...you can have it." He answered, ignoring the fact that there was another sand pit they could have been using the entire time as he pushed the tip of his blade into the sand and walked to the sidelines. 

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Ma'tanza grimaced at the thought of an execution. "Well...we really can't know what exactly happened, Ma'tanza supposes. Let's just get started."

Slowly and carefully, Ma'tanza made an incision near the collarbone, just below the corpse's neck, then pushed the blade down to make a cut all the way down her torso and to her groin. After a few more cuts, she was able to peel back the skin, exposing everything directly underneath. They could see the upper layers of muscle and fat, though most organs were still obscured underneath, apart from the inside of the breasts. There was not as much blood as she would have expected from a fresh kill, so she guessed that the Khajiit must have been dead for most of the night, allowing much of her blood to sink to her legs and feet. After giving Tzirret a moment to observe, she started pointing out the muscles she recognized and explaining their exact function, and what they connected to.