Jack tried to lead her away only for Hazak to make a grab for her. Jon clenched his fist and stepped forward, ready to floor him when something amazing happened. The woman tore away from his grip, seized him by the throat and lifted him into the air as if he weighed no more than a child. Jon could only stare in awe as did the others gathered.
"I do not belong to anyone."
She snarled at Hazak before dropping him to the sand. The big Tyroshi clutched at his throat, trying to suck in some much needed air.
"Be glad, I chose mercy, If you touch me again....any of you, try touching me, I will forget I know the meaning of the word."
With that she walked off, Jack in hot pursuit though only after exchanging stunned glances with Jon. Jon shook his head and was about to follow when a shadow walked by him. Khal Jinn had pulled himself from the darkness of his cell. The crowd had given the woman a wide berth given what she'd just done to Hazak, they always scurried from Jinn like vermin given what he'd done in the past. The Horse Lord had an stoic expression on his face that Jon couldn't help but think of as admiration. He stared at the woman who looked back at him for a moment. The two locked eyes for a moment while she spoke to Jack, he stood near Jon without a word.
Then as quickly as the moment happened it passed, she turned back to the food looking ravenous and Jinn's subtle smile faded, in it's place was his usual mask of savage mystery. Jon made his way over to Jack who'd just left her side and seemed to be filled with boundless energy.
"Good news is I don't think she needs your protection Jack."
There were murmurs from the crowd and Jack and Jon both turned to see Khal Jinn lift Hazak up with one powerful arm and toss him bodily into the training circle.
"Jinn is going to spar with Hazak..."