Elena shrugged as she packed her daggers away. "I don't know. You can never be sure in my kingdom. Sometimes, the healers are open and sometime they're not. It's not like life in your kingdom, where everything is right there," She explained, scanning the area. "You wouldn't even survive a day in the poorer parts of the Dark kingdom. You'd be stripped of your jewels and gold before you knew it," Elena smiled dryly. "I'll probably survive this wound though. I've had worse..." She glanced at the scars on her arm. "Well, I'll escort you to your kingdom, can't risk any more attacks can we?"
Luke nodded slowly and patted her on the head. His hand was on his sword and he was a bit tense. "You'll be okay. Elena knows how to handle the likes of them... And I'll protect you if you need it," He said, winking. Her covered his eyes with his hand, shielding it from the sunlight. "I think they're both still alive!" He grinned, pointing.