"Huff…"
I looked around me as I found something unexpected.
Hundreds of elves now knelt in front of me.
Their heads were bowed low, hands over hearts, weapons laid beside them.
Silence stretched across the field like a blanket of snow.
I landed gently on the ground, brushing dust from my coat as I looked at them.
"…Why are they kneeling?" I asked quietly, more to myself.
Aries stepped beside me, still catching his breath. "Because they saw a miracle."
"I'm not a god," I muttered.
I turned to Elijah, who still held Izara close.
She looked so peaceful now. Like she hadn't been sick at all.
He gave me a small nod, his eyes wet.
"Thank you, Himmel."
I gave him a nod as I gestured him to follow me.
Elijah, hesitant for a second, chose to follow behind as I began to walk between the elves.
Though they remained on the ground, many of them reached out.
Their fingers brushed against my arms and legs like I was something sacred.
