The ground beneath Devvyn's feet shifted with a violent crack.
He stumbled as the Arena floor dropped away beneath him, the roar of the crowd disappearing beneath a thunderous grinding of stone. A wall surged upward between him and Aela, forcing him to throw out a hand to keep from falling.
“Aela!”
“I’m here!” Her voice came from somewhere to his left, followed by the scrape of boots against stone.