The grip around her wrist couldn't have loosened faster.
Eli was a quite a distance away from them, down the hallway, his eyes brewing with rage the closer he got. Belladonna let out a shaky breath of relief as her gaze landed on him.
Her Eli.
"Eli." She whispered underneath her breath while she pushed forward on her wobbly legs, that were getting weaker by the second.
She didn't have to walk too far though, he was right by her side in a flashing, taking his cloak from his shoulders and wrapping it around her. It was as smooth as he had planned it though because for some reasons, she was trying to check him, as if to ensure that he was alright.
