Felicia's POV
"I don't know if you're bold or just arrogant" Ming narrowed his eyes at the man keeping his battle-ready stance not registering the question/insult hurled at him which could only mean, Ming couldn't speak Arabic, I knew it
The man let go of his silver bow and it disappeared in a puff of glitter and walked towards us without a hint of hesitation, Ming didn't like that, I found it odd
The man stopped in front of the tattered man still slumped against the wall his eyes holding a mix of pain and worry scooping the unconscious man up in his arms not sparing us another glance turning back down the alley
