Redsand Canyon you enter at your own risk, so don't be surprised

Motivated as much by his own trauma-response as his sense of superiority, Glaukos was pleased to watch as she buckled and was placed under his weighted control.

She squirmed and the boy almost laughed at her; she tried to strike at him and free herself but to no avail. Gone were the days of being a punching bag to more vicious children - he felt at once powerful and in control, although the sudden malevolence in his usually tepid gaze was anything but controlled.

It was enough to end the spar there, had they a warden to watch their match. Instead their spar was done out of view of anyone important, and as such Glaukos felt no desire to end it, or to cease the game that made him feel so satisfied in his superiority.

He reached for Aquene, pulling his limbs close around her middle, and himself atop her in an overt show of dominance. At this point he was effectively straddling her smaller figure. Being oblivious to how it might look to an outsider or feel to the woman, only that he felt an instinctive power as he lorded his win over her in this way, Glaukos was not about to relent.