Before Elara could even see clearly who had rushed into the room, the men holding her suddenly let go and ran in panic.
A group of people in black overalls entered quickly, moving with trained steps. Elara recognized them at once.
Agents.
The tension in her body finally eased. She let out a slow breath she didn't realize she had been holding and slid down the wall onto the floor. Pain spread through her limbs the moment she relaxed. It felt like every part of her body had been struck at once.
One of the agents chased after the fleeing men, while a female agent walked over and crouched beside her, checking her arms and shoulders carefully.
Elara could only breathe heavily as the woman examined her.
"Elara!"
A familiar voice cut through the room.
Her eyes moved quickly toward the door. Harris stood there frozen in place. Behind him was Ziva.
