Third person
The entire arena held its breath. Thunder roared across the sky, and lightning struck from every direction. Even the pillars that held the chains collapsed with a great thundering echo. Rain was still. He didn't move, and he didn't reach for Cealan, at least, not yet.
His mismatched eyes stared at the priest, then at his brother. The Moon was not done answering Rain. The bowels of the sky opened, and heavy droplets poured down in fury. The blazing fire was extinguished within minutes, drenching everything and everyone. Yet no one could leave. They were all rooted to their knees. Rain turned, and it was then that he looked at his mate.
