Dabiyrrya is already a blur in the distance, her horse galloping as if the winds themselves are pushing at her hooves.

From atop the battlements, Libitania tightens her fingers around the grip of her Daedric bow. In the time it took Dabiyrrya to get ready, Libitania left the Harbinger and the Companions in the arena. No one stopped her, or questioned her for letting Dabiyrrya go.

She exchanged all of her weapons, feeling more than relived to have her Nightingale sword strapped against her waist. When she stepped out of the arena chamber, the smell of crimson hit her nose. Or more like assaulted her nose. It was strong enough that she had to cover her mouth and even push back the flashback images it brought with of when her parents died.

Still, she sloshed through the puddles of blood, ignoring each member of the Companions she passed. She knew everyone else was behind her, but paid them no heed. Farkas didn't even come after her.

Libby draws an arrow from her quiver and nocks it into the bow.

She takes a deep breath, pulling the bowstring back, farther and father, her arm straining. The bow whines, vibrating through her arm.

Narrowing her eyes, Libitania takes aim at the dark figure atop the stallion.

In the silence of the cave, the bowstring twangs like a mournful harp. The arrows soars straight and fast towards the galloping horse. The plains below and the sky above blur together as it soars with precision.

The horse stutters slightly as the arrow lands inches from its front hoof of where it was about to step. But Dabiyrrya doesn't even look back, she just steadies the horse and keeps riding towards the moon.

Libitania lowers her bow and watches until Dabiyrrya disappears beyond the horizon. One arrow, that had been her promise.

She had also promised Dabiyrrya she would send her the money she needed once she got settled in with the rebels.

But Libitania couldn't just let her leave with virtually nothing. So she only hopes that Dabiyrrya securely knotted the three giant bags of gold to the saddle.

A fair exchange for Dabiyrrya's map of the rebel camps.