Elijah twitched his nose and leaned in closer. "Something’s off. She’s not like ordinary people."
Amelia knew that Elijah hadn’t fully recovered yet, but given his unique abilities, if he said someone was abnormal, it was usually due to one of two reasons—either they had lost a part of their soul, or they were carrying some kind of dark energy.
Her gaze deepened.
No matter the reason, she couldn’t just ignore it.
Letting someone like that roam the streets wasn’t safe.
"Let’s go check it out." Amelia removed her helmet with a smooth motion, exuding confidence.
It wasn’t too late at night, and a few passersby had stopped to watch, but no one dared to step forward and help.
After all, the woman seemed… off. Almost like she wasn’t fully conscious of her surroundings.
She grabbed anyone
