I was clinging to the side of the cliff, the Black Witch peering down at me. Realizing she was the one behind all of this filled me with dread—then suddenly, I felt a strong arm encircle my waist and a solid body press against my back. When I turned my head, I saw that Elias had climbed back up just to keep me from falling.
He noticed the witch standing above as well and let out a deep growl, but he didn’t lose focus. His attention returned to getting us to safety. He began moving downward again, slowly and carefully, his body shielding mine the entire way. I knew it had to be incredibly difficult for him. He was much larger than me, yet he kept his whole form between me and the cliff wall, protecting me as we descended.
It amazed me how he managed not to slip himself. Still, we made it
