Elara POV
The sun is beating down on my skin as I try to push my way through the crowd. The silver necklace burns against my neck, and beads of sweat run down my face. Standing on my tiptoes, I try to look over the throngs of people trying to make it out of the city. If I could just find one of the triplets, I would feel safe.
I am pushed from side to side as people run past me. No one sees me. I am knocked to the ground, and I can't get back to my feet. I curl into a ball and hold my arms over my head, trying to protect myself. Feet kick my sides as people run past me, and I am screaming in pain.
Suddenly, someone grabs my arm and yanks me to my feet. I can only see the back of their head as they weave in and out of the crowd. She doesn't let go as she runs through the crowd,
