When Killian brought her back to her feet, Ryn stood still, still holding the yellow-orange medicinal flower in her right hand. She was trembling as she held back her tears. A mixture of relief and lingering fear pounded in her chest, causing her heart to race.
Iris rushed to the young elf and kneeled with one knee before Ryn.
"Ryn, are you alright? Are you hurt ?" Iris asked, her voice filled with concern.
Ryn nodded, unable to speak, as she clutched onto the flower tightly. Her eyes met Iris's before she broke down and cried. She wrapped her arms around Iris and sobbed uncontrollably, releasing all the pent-up emotions she had been holding back.