Unlike the other participants that had a loose footing on the ground, Cecil had more balance. She managed to regain her balance on the ground, unfortunately, she landed harshly on the ground.
Xue was near enough to notice Cecil, and to hear her scream. Moreover, he himself experienced the same sudden gust of wind. He spun around in a panic, ignoring his opponent that almost slashed him with his weapon. He saw her landing on the ground, almost kissing it and to his relief, she stood up just fine.
He softened his look slightly as he stared at her for a second longer, before he glanced away, ducking an attack from his opponent. Narrowing his eyes, he scanned the area with a hint of anger in his eyes.
Which bastard is it?
Which bastard was it that dared hurt Cecil?
All of a sudden, everyone felt the ground tremble once again and the remaining participants lifted their head up.
"What the-"
"Ahhh!"