Explain!

"Morgana!" Emery exclaimed. Though her face was obscured with the cape's hood, the figure he took hostage under his arm was definitely her.

His shock made him almost forget about the battle, making him lower the dagger that was placed on the figure's neck.

Seeing an opening, the figure struck Emery's chest with her elbow, making him take a few steps back. He did not resist, but he used the force of the attack to grab the figure's black cape.

He knew from her familiar smell, but this way, he could be sure.

He flipped to regain his balance and turned around to see the face beneath the hood.

There she was. The familiar red-haired beauty that had been in the forefront of his mind for the past few months now stood in front of him.

"She's safe… That's a relief!" Emery muttered under his breath.