[A/N: Yeah this is not Ren Hilton POV but still read it, it's important! How much sadistic fights you want!? don't tell me you are....a masochist.]
[Third Person View]
"Shhhh," Amelia's trembling hand gently pressed her finger to Adam's quivering lips, silencing him in the midst of chaos.
Adam's eyes shook as he surveyed Amelia's tattered appearance. She was trembling all over, her fingers straining to cast a wind barrier around them.
The wind howled fiercely, echoing the tempest within. She had expended a considerable amount of her power and mana to shield them from the raging maelstrom.
"W-what should I do now?" Adam stammered, his voice quivering as he looked down at Elsa, the Elven princess clutched in his arms.
Elsa was battered and bruised, far beyond her usual capacity. She had never been one to engage in combat, but the grim necessity of this fight had pushed her to her limits.
