Luciana took Raziel's arm, as she knelt by his side as she examined it closely. He was bleeding, but the bleeding was beginning to heal. From the look of things, it didn't seem like he would be affected by it in the long run. Perhaps it was because of his purebred royal blood, and it didn't graze his vital organs. But she still thought that he should be more affected by it.
"Does it still hurt now?" She asked him, and he shook his head.
"No. I am only bothered with finding the person that did it. I don't think it is a mistake. Someone is intentionally targeting us. I might be the target, but there is also a chance that it could be you." Raziel said, worrying more for her than for himself.