"Stop!" I hissed, and the world obeyed.
Isabel, who had just regained the ability to move, froze once more. The dagger halted abruptly, mere centimeters from my throat, its vibration palpable in the air.
'Good thing my reaction was quick enough,' I thought coldly.
I hadn't been careless, actually. I had intentionally given her the chance to move, to see what she would do. And she didn't disappoint.
I slowly stepped back, moving out of the frozen dagger's range, then walked a circle around her frozen form. I stopped in front of her, gazing at her face, still locked in an expression of hatred and murderous resolve.
"Didn't you just say you felt guilty and apologize to me?" I asked, my voice flat yet dripping with mockery in the arena's absolute silence. "And that you would forget all this? So why did you suddenly attack me, Isabel?"
