He rescued her

“Elina, how…how many fingers am I holding up?” Miguel asked Elina who just regained consciousness. She was lucky she wasn't burned or something; however, she must have fainted due to fright,

“Se…seven…yes…seven,” Elina stuttered while running her hands on her face, Miguel's eyes widened as he glanced at his hand and he was holding up three fingers. Shifted his gaze back to Elina, and she was sitting upright, shaking her head as if she couldn't think clearly.

“My head hurts, that jerk…that jerk threw me so hard…ouch, my back hurts” Elina whined as she rubbed her eyes. Miguel, who noticed something between Elina's fingers, scooped closer.

“What's this?” He asked and tried to reach for it when Elina's eyes flew open instantly. Raised her right hand and saw a chain hanging between her fingers. Surprised, she removed it and held it up when Miguel tried to snatch it from her.

“Where did you get that and are you okay…should I call the doctor?” Miguel asked anxiously, he thought she got hurt