A Night of Cold and Incidents [3]

"No, I didn't."

The crystal on the pendant that Ellyn was wearing slowly cracked open as light spilled out from it. One of my shards had hit it right in the center, causing it to break.

In no time, the light coming out from the crystal disappeared and it crumbled into a dozen pieces. 

After that, the one who moved was not me but Ellyn. She snapped the rope tying her hands and legs, and before the man holding her could realize anything she jabbed him in the gut with her elbow. 

She bent her hands behind and grabbed the man's head, pulling him upward. She swung the man above her head in a complete one-eighty and smacked him on the ground before herself. The man took a great impact and his sword slipped from his hand. 

But by this time he was somewhat aware of the situation as he grabbed Ellyn's wrists and tried to jerk her off in order to free himself. 

However, Ellyn opened her palms rather than trying to resist the man.