Feng Yu looked at Eren's back, his clothes completely stained with blood. Even the robe of the Elder was torn at places, revealing deep flesh wounds on Eren's body.
The last time someone shielded her like this, it was her father who was trying to protect her from 'that' person.
She clenched her fist, watching the visage of her father when she saw Eren's cold and bloody back.
"Did you not hear what I said? You are too weak to face them!" Feng Yu exclaimed, not understanding why Eren was still here instead of running away. "I don't need protection from weaklings like you. Scram!"
If it was another situation, she would have asked him to break the shackles so she could use her own strength. However, she knew that Eren couldn't break it.
She knew all too well what kind of shackles these were. No one under the strength of a Great Elder could break these shackles.
