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“Beautiful. Just astounding,” rasped the man with the eerie golden,
catlike eyes. He looked relatively human, but had the air of not actually
being there, like a shadow. He looked at the struggling young girl being held
down by two large creatures. These creatures had the build of humans, but
they were about a foot taller than the average man, with inhuman strength
and bald heads. They had scars covering almost every inch of their bodies
and were wearing belts carrying weapons such as the sword and the mallet.
“Good work,” the man with the golden eyes and the creatures grunted
and attempted a sort of smile, revealing rows of crooked yellow teeth. But
the man was no longer paying attention to them; his attention was back on
the young girl. She was wearing a tattered green and brown elfin dress and
was still struggling hard against her captors. Though her pretty but tangled
brown hair covered her pointed elf ears; her beautiful emerald eyes, strong
determination and strength gave away the obvious fact that she was an elf.
He gently stroked her chin with a long finger and she attempted to bite him.
He then slapped her across the face. She cried out with pain for the man also
had an inhuman sort of strength. “You’ll never get away with this
_____________,” she said with much hatred in her voice, the place where he
had struck her turning a bright red.
“That is where you’re wrong Änoræ. It seems I just have,” he hissed
with a chuckle. He held her face in his hand and began to drain her energy.
Änoræ felt this drain on her power and with the remainder of her power said
the words that she hoped would help save her people;
Glan: [glaa-n]
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