The thing Elsa most wanted to complain about was...
She placed her toes on the beam above, and a strong wind immediately came.
She withdrew her toes, ensuring she no longer touched the beam, and the wind immediately stopped.
"..."
Not even pretending, are we?
If I can't provoke them, can't I just avoid them?
Elsa looked at the gap in the glass window beside her, where she had been grabbed by the Painting Messengers earlier.
So she decided to jump out from here again, absolutely not dealing with these Painting Messengers on the beams.
"Goodbye."
With a wave, Elsa leapt out of the broken glass window!
"Pah——"
The bowstring sounded like thunder.
While Elsa's body was still in midair, a thunderous big arrow suddenly struck!
Even though she twisted her body in panic, she was still shot in the thigh—no, it was pierced!
"Thunk——"
