Bab 553: The Elf and The Queen

The tip of the arrow shook as the woman narrowed her vision onto me, yet the shaking wasn't from the intense weight of the bow, but instead a fear of hurting me. I could smell it practically dripping from her face in the form of sweat. 

"I have no ill intentions," I raised my hands, not wanting to show any power just in case I'm noticed by the higher-ups of this plane. So, my best bet was to try and descale the situation to the best of my abilities. 

"I SAID BACK AWAY FROM THE CHILD! IF YOU DON'T I WILL SWIFTLY BLOW A HOLE THROUGH YOUR FOREHEAD!" 

For a moment, I believed that shaking to be out of fear, and for a moment I believed she wouldn't shoot no matter what I did. But even after I took a few steps back away from the child, it seemed she still saw me as a threat, and with a small hold of her breath, she took aim and fired.