Elena POV She stared at Draven as if she was trying to find some sort of clue from his face. “It was the left leg.” Draven paused for a while, then pushed back against the tree and started walking towards her. “You aren’t just guessing are you?” “No.” She said, the tension leaving her shoulders. “I’m sure it was the left leg.” Draven nodded and started turning to me, only to change directions at the last second and grabbed for her neck instead. The scream melted in my throat as I realized that he’d caught air. The person who’d been crying pitifully the entire time over her ankle had swiftly rolled out of the way before he could even touch her. She watched us from a few feet away, a wary look in her eyes. I stared at her blankly for a few seconds before I realized what was wrong with the situation. “Didn’t you say your ankle was dislocated? How are you standing on it so easily? And how did you get over there so fast?” “Adrenaline.” She said smoothly, then hopped backwards with on
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