I don't care

Elle only watched in shocked silence as Iryz knelt down beside her and cut the rope with the knife. 

Thankfully, the knife was sharp and worked well. Elle was honestly a little scared that the rope would not budge until she saw that the knife obviously was not any ordinary knife either. It seemed to be something that only belonged to a witch, most probably Zeres. 

"T-thank you…" Elle finally uttered, staring at the pale skinned lady. She could feel from the way she was struggling to cut the rope that she was physically really weak. In fact, right now, Elle felt like she was able to do this perhaps purely due to sheer desperation.