He does it?

Harrison quickly drew the circles that morning while the guards were still sleeping against the walls; he made sure to do it quietly and carefully. Two on the outside of his cell; the two pillars, and one right in front of the door in the cell. After about an hour the guards roped the slaves for the festival. The long grueling walk took so long, but all in Harrison's mind was getting back to the cell to finally be free.

A while later they finally arrived in the chambers. "Um excuse me, I'd like to alert the mistress for an important matter down here," Harrison alerted one of the guards. "****, the mistress has no business in meeting someone as lowly as you." "Please, I've never alerted her down here for anything else before for my entire time here, I beg you." The guard sighed and said he'd be on it. All the guards quickly dissipated after that, it was a party. There'd been no **** revolt ever, so caution wasn't exactly high.

Moments later the chamber opened as large, powerful steps echoed the chambers. Yelena was there, accompanied by two guards. "Who here summoned me?" Harrison nervously raises his. "And why?" "Please, mistress, it's a very private matter, please come into the cell." She seems to hesitate for a bit but reluctantly decides to do so. The guards stand guard outside against the two pillars, while Yelena opens the cell. "Now, filthy ****, what have y-"

"FREEZE." Blue light fills the entire chambers as the three circles envelop the three people. Other slaves gasp and murmur among themselves. With the blue light finally dissipating, Harrison stares at Yelena, frozen and rigid. "Yes, mistress?"