The bell tolled, the vibrations shook the entire stadium. They shook the chests of those around them and made it hard for them to breathe, as the concussive blast hit them. Luckily it was short, and between the tolls people were able to regain their breath. What most people did not see however, was the view Kheris had. While it was true he shared the royal box with his nephew while his brother mysteriously had decided not to attend. He could see it, as bright as day. His pupils shrunk in reflex at the brightness of what was before him. This bell was not made by hands of men, or at least any normal man. The size and some strange markings had always given him his suspicions however he had never truly known until today when it began to ring throughout the hills. The energy was intoxicating... overwhelming and destructive.

He came too a couple of minutes later, lifting himself off the floor and shooing away those around him he flashed a look at his nephew. One that he had given many times as a tutor. He stood up brushing his clothes down from the dust that had been residing on the floors before shooing away attendants. "I'm fine, just too loud for my old body-" Which wasn't a complete and utter lie. The concussive blast of the sound he had struggled with, but he had regained his breath before he had passed out. He stood tall and proud again, slowly the other nobles began to focus on what was happening in the arena when the beast jumped forth. 

Many of the nobles of course immediately made a beeline for the exit, however he had another idea. "Get several people to hoist in order to ring the bell!" He pointed at a guard captain. "Funnel people towards the main exit, seal all the others." He then turned to another guard. "Move your men in a perimeter around the beast and then begin to close in. Make sure it has nowhere to go." He began to move towards the exit of the royal box, turning back around to look at his Nephew. "Unless the King deems otherwise of course."