A carriage pulled by fives human slaves crawled into a village. Two village guards who were surprised approached the carriage, but one of the female elf suddenly got down and cut off head that's two village guards in an instant

Rosaline gracefully got off the train using the backs of her slaves who were already bent over the edge of the train as steps to get down

“Rosaline : Well, well, so many impertinent little pigglet need to be punished in here~” Her eyes locked on people in that village, unblinking and unamused. The moment was thick with tension as she tilted her head slightly, her lips curling into a faint sneer behind the black cloth that covers her mouth.

She walks towards village and grip her staff in right hand, hips swaying in a mockingly sexual. Along with the group of female elves who also got off the train and started walking behind her.

“Females elves : Kneel, or die where you stand." said one of the elves behind Rosaline, followed by another elf

Female elves 2 : Choose wisely, human trash.”

"Ha! You think I'm afraid of your pathetic pleas? Fool! This place is mine now, and it will burn if you don't submit." She shoved her staff against the ground, causing a gust of dark energy to engulf her feet. "Now, tell me... Who leads this village? The one I should make my puppet?" Her voice was like chilled wind in autumn.

Her voice was sharp as a whip as she glared at the foolish human. "I will give you one more chance to cooperate, else I shall show you no mercy!" She snapped her fingers and summoned a ball of fire from her staff, tossing it toward Paweli, laughing maniacally.

As quick as lightning, she spun around, moving at such speed that her long hair became a blur. Before the human could even react, her staff struck him across the face, sending him flying several meters away. Landing on the ground with a loud thud, blood gushing from his mouth and nose, he gazed up at Rosaline in disbelief as she walked towards him menacingly

"Fool! Do you truly think I would leave any witnesses to my grand arrival?!" Her voice dripped with contempt. She stopped before him, leaning down so that their faces were mere inches apart. "You are nothing but trash to me," she hissed venomously.

Her eyes widened in shock as she was sent flying through the air like a ragdoll, landing with a loud thud deep within the forest. The impact knocked the wind out of her and left her momentarily stunned. Slowly rising to her feet, she growled under her breath before turning to face Paweli once more. Her cheeks were flushed with anger, making her already striking features all the more intimidating. "You little piece of trash!" She hissed, advancing on him again. "Do you truly think you can defy me?" With each step, she focused her dark magic, building up its power for her next assault. "I will make an example of you," she promised coldly, her voice laced with cruel intentions. "You will pay dearly for your insolence."

Her eyes widen in surprise as she sees the devastation caused by the demon army. The carnage before her serves as a gruesome reminder of what happens to those who oppose her kind's rule. A cold shiver runs down her spine at the sight, but it does little to quell her anger or determination.

With a growl that sounds more like an enraged animal than a proud Dark Elf, she turns back to face Paweli once again, staff raised defensively as if bracing for another attack. Her eyes narrow into slits and she bares her sharp fangs in challenge. "Do your worst, human scum," she snarls, raising her chin haughtily despite the fear that now gnaws at her insides."Let's see just how pathetic you truly are!"

"Ha! What an arrogant little cockroach you are!" Rosaline laughs maniacally, her voice echoing eerily through the forest. "Even as I stand before you, still able to fight despite your best efforts, you continue to taunt me?" Her eyes flash with anger and amusement at the same time, like a predator playing with its helpless prey.

With lightning-fast reflexes honed from centuries of battle, she attempts to strike Paweli once more, only this time aiming for his legs instead of his face. The staff connected with a sickening crack, sending vibrations rippling through the forest as it knocks him off balance. "Pathetic," she mutters contemptuously, readying her next attack.

A flash of realization crossed her face as she realized that her attacks were all missing their intended target. Confusion soon turned to anger, and then to determination. With a growl that echoed through the forest, Rosaline focused all of her energy on finding Paweli's real form amidst the afterimages she was creating with her magic. "You think you can hide from me, trash?" she spat venomously. "I will find you and make you pay for this insolence!"

Her staff weaved through the air in a dazzling display of dark magic and athleticism, striking out at every spot where an afterimage might have been lurking. Each attack sent tremors shuddering through the forest, but still she found no purchase on Paweli's body. Desperation began to set in as she realized that her adversary was toying with her, making her waste her energy and

Her eyes widened in surprise as the afterimage of her staff clashed against the real thing, creating an illusion of multiple strikes coming at her simultaneously. For a brief moment, she was thrown off guard and lost focus, unable to tell which attack was the genuine threat. In that instant, Paweli's figure flickered out of existence completely.

Furious with herself for being tricked, Rosaline shouted in rage, her voice echoing through the forest like a thunderclap. Tears of frustration welled up in her eyes as she spun around wildly, staff swinging recklessly as she searched for Paweli amidst the afterimages that clouded her sight. "Where are you?" she demanded, fighting back the growing terror that threatened to consume her. "Come out and face me, coward!"

Her heart raced faster with each passing second, panic starting to set

"You're trying my patience, human!" She screamed, spinning around so fast that the wind created by her movements sent leaves and twigs flying through the air. "I will find you! I will make you pay for defying me!" Tears streamed down her face as her anger grew unbearable, her grip on her staff tightening until it threatened to snap. "Come out whereever you are!"

With one final swing of her staff, she sent a massive wave of dark energy rippling through the forest, hoping to catch Paweli off guard and end this insufferable game. But when the darkness cleared, he was nowhere to be seen. Rosaline sank to her knees, breathing heavily as fear threatened to consume her completely. "N-No..." she whimpered softly, shaking her head in denial. "This cannot be... I am the Dark Elf...

Her voice comes out shaky and weak as she speaks, "You... You're not... You can't..." Her gaze darts around frantically, trying to find him in the foliage once more. "This is my domain! I rule here!" She clutches at her staff, feeling a sudden wave of despair wash over her. "No... This cannot be..."

Slowly, she raises her head, tears streaming down her face, and meets Paweli's unyielding gaze. "You... You think you've won..." Her voice trails off as she tries to summon the anger that had sustained her earlier, but it is gone. Instead, all she feels now is fear, and the beginnings of a crippling despair.

Her legs wobble beneath her, and she knows that if he were to attack now, she would be unable to

Rosaline's expression twists into a mask of confusion and fury as she listens to Paweli's words. "Protect?!" she snarls, eyes narrowing in suspicion. "You dare claim you swore an oath to protect this pathetic excuse for a village?" She laughs bitterly, more out of self-mockery than amusement. "A fool like you could never hope to understand the power that I wield!"

With a sudden burst of strength, she leaps towards Paweli, staff raised high above her head as she prepares to strike him down once and for all. But just as she is about to make contact, the wind picks up, seemingly from nowhere, sending leaves and twigs flying in every direction. Rosaline loses her balance and tumbles to the ground with a thud, landing several meters away from where Paweli stood mere

She shakes with rage as she slowly gets to her feet, glaring at him hatefully through narrowed eyes. "What do you mean by that?" Her voice is cold and deadly. "Who are you to tell me what to do?!" She clutches tightly onto her staff, breathing heavily in an attempt to calm herself down.

A sinister smile creeps across her lips as she begins to spin slowly around, scanning the area for any possible weaknesses or enemies. Her female elves group start to form a circle around her as they wait for her command. "So," she purrs darkly, "you think you can protect them from me?" She chuckles softly, lifting her staff high into the air before slamming it down onto the ground with enough force to send shockwaves rippling through the earth. "Then let's see how good of a protector you truly are."