Shalan darted through the trees, moving swiftly toward the smell of the smoke and the cloud she could see above the trees. Stupid move. She thought to herself, scolding herself for chasing after them man who'd just threatened her. Stupid move. Stupid move. Stupid move.
Swiftly, she moved toward the city, arriving to the gate to see Keiro lay the man in the mud. He was a great fighter, there was no doubt about that. If she'd engaged him, Shalan had doubt's she'd have survived it.
And now I've chased after him into this. The elf grumbled at herself.
For only a few seconds, she struggled between the choice to move forward and offer her help, or to turn around and run. He'd never be able to find her. I can't. Shalan sighed. The little girl...
"Keiro," She called, walking forward, eyeing the blade in his hand warily. "Ally or not, that girl is not my enemy." She stopped a dozen or so meters away from him, her head high. "Let me help you find her."