Tressa just stared at her served arm for a second trying to process what was going on and then she let out a heart shattering scream.
Everyone in the main hall went silent trying to process what just happened.
As Tressa was handing the dagger to Elizabeth with a victory smile on her face, a sword that was hanging on the wall like a decoration flew out of nowhere serving Tressa’s hand at the elbow at lightning speed.
Silva ran over to Tressa who was crying in pain and shouted looking around “Who is responsible for this… step out now…”
The atmosphere was frozen thick with horror and confusion as Silva stood there protectively, his sword drawn, eyes scanning the hall like a wild animal, furious and frantic.
"Show yourself!" he barked again, his voice a whipcrack through the silence.
His knights tightened their grips on their weapons, instantly forming a defensive circle around Tressa and Silva.
“What
