"Tasukete!!" The girl cried in her native tongue at Serena, her bright blue eyes fixed on the arrowhead. No doubt she could take out the Thalmor in a quick, clean shot at this range. But as soon as she released the arrow, Yuki would be killed. Was this saviour really going to get her killed for revenge? ...Yes, she could understand the language in Tamriel - but for now she was a strange, foreign child. Until she could trust anyone on the continent, she'd be that Akaviri Miko.

"Shut up!" The Thalmor growled, not taking his eyes off Serena for even a second. If he lost concentration, he was a dead man. He wasn't even blinking, totally oblivious to the fact that his captive was now crying in fear for her life. It was so cold, her tears didn't even make it all the way down her cheeks. "...Hah. You can't do it, can you? You can't have her blood on your hands, can you?!" The Thalmor cackled.