[color=0076a3][h3][center]~~Seleth~~[/center][/h3][/color]
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Seleth, was horrified.

She watched in slow motion as her super-charged spear bounced off the mirror, rebounding and slamming into Varjan. Seleth had prepared herself for hurting someone, but she hadn't prepared herself for fatally wounding someone. She turned, breathing heavily from exertion as her opponent muttered her name. She visibly grimaced as he asked her to end it. Seleth found herself moving towards Varjan, only partially aware that she was doing so, but with each step her mood worsened and by the time she was standing in front of the bleeding prodigy, she was absolutely filled with righteous fury.

[color=0076a3]"Varjan,"[/color] Yet her voice was full of nothing but worry. What had brought such a bright person to this point? What had happened to him? Was his mother responsible? Was the pressure to succeed just that much for him? Seleth couldn't think of anything...but she could try keeping him alive.

[color=0076a3]"I don't know what's going on with you, with your life - "[/color] She grabbed him by his shirt collar, grinding her teeth together. [color=0076a3]"Are you going to prove yourself right, you weak willed human?! That you're weak?! That you're worthless?! Because Varjan - you're not. You made it all the way to the finals. You [i]are[/i] a great user of magic. You were the top student in the school."[/color]

Seleth didn't remove the spear from him. She had already won this match. The rest should be up to the officials, but Seleth herself made the decision here and now. She wasn't leaving his side until he was taken care of.