Marcie wanted to turn to Tragos and hold him tightly, but she was afraid to even sit down when Ares hadn't indicated that they could. She was feeling just how narrowly she'd escaped a harrowing ordeal, but she couldn't fall apart yet. Had to stay strong, just like Tragos.
It didn't take long until men started to filter into the arena, singly and in small groups, talking quietly as they found themselves positions on the lower steps. A few who knew Tragos better threw him questioning looks, sizing up the pair of them, standing together but apart.
"Barak finally did it?" Ander hissed to Tragos as he passed. Of course rumours had been circulating for a long time.