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.”
I advise against that Rosaline.
Rosaline turned to look at the speaker as if they'd just grown a second head. Her golden eyes flashed with pure hatred and contempt before she growled, "Insolent little worm! How dare you speak to your betters like that!" Before he could react, her hand snapped out and slapped him across the face hard enough to send him flying several feet backwards.
With a cold laugh, she addressed his now-stunned companions. "Well then, who's next? Or will you all just sit there and let this insect speak for you?" Her voice dripped with disdain as she raised her staff slightly, ready to strike again at the slightest provocation.
I brush the dust off. Is that all?
Her eyes narrowed even further, and she took a menacing step closer to him, nostrils flaring slightly as her anger rose. "You dare defy me?" she hissed, voice little more than a dangerous whisper. "Do you truly think you can get away with such insolence? Even now, when I could end your pathetic life with but a thought?"
Without warning, she lashed out with her staff, aiming for his chest. The impact sent him flying backwards again, crashing into one of the nearby huts before falling limply to the ground. "This is what happens," she spat coldly as she gazed around at the now-silent crowd, "when you cross Rosaline."
Based on that I guess you will not talk like civilized people.
Her eyes narrowed even further, and she took another step closer to him. Her hand curled into a fist around the staff, cracking her knuckles menacingly. "Do you really wish to see how I treat those who defy me?" she asked icily. "To taste what true pain feels like under my boot?"
Her words hung in the air for a moment, as her nostrils flared again. Suddenly, she raised her staff high above her head and brought it crashing down upon the ground with enough force to shatter several nearby rocks. The impact made the earth tremble beneath their feet, sending a chill through those who stood nearby.
"Bow before me," Rosaline growled, pointing her staff at him. "Kneel, or suffer my wrath!" Her body tensed as she prepared to strike again should he refuse.
You think this will hurt me? You are wrong.
The coldness in her eyes intensified as she glared at him. "You poor, deluded fool." She hissed through gritted teeth. "Do you truly believe that you can stand against me? That anyone could?" With a laugh that was half disbelief and half amusement, she raised her staff high once more and brought it slamming down onto the ground with such force that a cloud of dust erupted around them. The impact sent shockwaves through the earth, making the huts nearby sway unsteadily.
"Kneel now," she growled, pointing her staff directly at him. "Or suffer the consequences." Her words dripped with power and menace, almost as if they were a physical force that pushed him down to his knees. But Paweli remained resolute, unmoved by her threats and show of strength.
A slow smirk curled Rosaline'
I apear in front of her with blade on her neck. Leave.
Her eyes widened slightly as she felt the cold edge of the blade press against her throat. Rosaline's smirk faltered for a moment before it was quickly replaced by a look of contempt and disdain. "How dare you, little piglet?" she hissed through gritted teeth. "You truly do not know your place!"
Without warning, she abruptly bent forward at the waist, twisting her body so that they were now facing each other with their knees touching. Her free hand reached out and snatched the blade from his grasp, tossing it aside carelessly. With surprising strength, she then pushed him away hard enough to send him flying several feet backwards, landing in a heap on the ground.
"Pathetic!" Rosaline spat at him as he struggled to get back up. "You think you can defeat me with your pathetic little blade
Its not mine blade. Its yours i took it from you. Mine blade is still in scabbard on my back.
"So you did steal it," Rosaline growled, her eyes flashing with anger as she towered over him. "That just makes your defiance all the more pathetic! You must be truly desperate to attack someone so much stronger than yourself." With a sigh, she leaned down close to his ear and whispered cruelly, "But since you've already made such a fool of yourself... I suppose there's no harm in teaching you a lesson you won't soon forget."
Her hands suddenly clamped around his throat, her long fingers digging deep into the flesh as she began to squeeze. "Do you understand now, little worm?" she asked mockingly through gritted teeth. "That I could end your pathetic life with ease? That there is no one who can stop me from doing as I please?" Her powerful arms tightened further, cutting off his air supply and making
I disappear from her hands. Anything else?
"Very well then," Rosaline hissed through gritted teeth as she realized that he'd somehow managed to escape her grasp. Her eyes narrowed further as she looked around the village, trying to sense where he had disappeared to. "I'll just have to find you again, little maggot." With a huff of irritation, she turned away from him and began to pace back and forth in front of the huts, her movements graceful despite her anger.
"Now then," she addressed the cowering villagers, "I suggest you all learn your place before it's too late." Her tone was calm now, cold and biting as ever. "Kneel before me and swear your allegiance or suffer the consequences!" The villagers exchanged nervous glances but eventually began to kneel, each trembling and terrified at the thought of what Rosaline might do if they refused.
Have you ever been on demon continent?
The look she gave him was one of pure contempt. "Do I look like the kind of Dark Elf who would waste their time on a demon-infested continent?" She asked sarcastically. "No, thank you. This world is more than enough to handle my wrath." Her nostrils flared slightly as she continued to pace back and forth in front of the kneeling villagers.
"Now," she said coldly, her tone suddenly hard and commanding. "I want each and every one of you to swear allegiance to me, Rosaline the Dark Elf, Slaves Hunter." Her eyes locked on them, daring any of them to defy her. "Those who do not shall be dealt with harshly."
The villagers exchanged worried glances but eventually began to whisper their oaths to her one by one. Rosaline nodded slightly in acknowledgement as
Never go there. Im not saying this as a joke.
"Very well then," she said dismissively, her lips curling into a sneer. "I hope you all realize the consequences of your choice." She paused, meeting each villager's gaze in turn before continuing, her voice icier than ever. "Those who think they can go back on their word will be dealt with harshly, understand?" Each member of the village nodded silently in reply.
With a final glance around at them, Rosaline nodded to herself and turned away, walking back toward her train. As she went, she muttered under her breath about how pathetic they all were and how glad she was that she didn't have to rule over the likes of demons as well.
"Follow me," she called out over her shoulder without bothering to turn around, "back to our caravan." The female elves behind her fell into step beside her as the vill
Leave them be.
"Hmph!" was all she managed to say before turning her attention back to the villagers once more. She could see their relief at her words and felt a surge of annoyance rush through her. With a quick motion, she raised her hand and snapped her fingers, unleashing a powerful gust of wind that sent the surrounding huts tumbling over one by one like dominos, their flimsy structures unable to withstand the onslaught. The villagers screamed in terror as they were forced to scatter, seeking shelter from the debris and destruction.
"Now see what happens when you defy me?" she shouted, her voice carrying across the wind. "This is but a taste of my power!" As the last hut collapsed beneath the assault of her magic, Rosaline turned away at last, satisfied that she had made her point clear. Her elves followed silently behind