I looked up into Elias's panicked eyes, gently placing a hand over his trembling fingers. "I am chasing after that attacker, Elias," I said firmly, my voice leaving no room for argument.
Elias immediately furrowed his brow, shaking his head with a sharp, instinctive rejection. "No, Seraphina! Absolutely not! It is too dangerous."
I offered him a calm, reassuring smile, gesturing down toward the frozen projectile resting on the cobblestones. "I am strong, Elias, and I can protect myself. Besides, look closely at that arrow."
Elias lowered his gaze, his dark eyes narrowing as he inspected the unique, cruel metalwork of the arrowhead. A sudden realization washed over his features, and he muttered under his breath, "It is the exact same design..."
