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.”

You little pathetic humans, I hope you kneel down and beg for mercy! But as it stands... I won't give it to you. Rosaline smirked coldly before unleashing a blast of wind magic at the villagers, knocking them all off their feet with a mighty gust.

"Fools!" she spat, raising her staff towards them. "You think you can defy us? I'll show you what happens to those who dare challenge the superior race!" With another snap of her fingers, a burst of flames engulfed the group, their screams of pain filling the air as they writhed in agony on the ground.

Her eyes fixed on one particular figure struggling feebly against the fire's embrace - a young woman who had once dared to stand up to her authority. A cruel smile tugged at Rosaline's lips. "

With one flick of her wrist, an orb of darkness energy shot at Joxs, hitting him directly in the chest and sending him flying back against a nearby building with immense force. "Pathetic human," Rosaline hissed contemptuously as she walked over to him, her long silver hair swishing angrily behind her. "Did you really think you could escape my wrath?" She paused for a moment, leaning down close enough that he could feel her warm breath on his neck. "I should end your miserable existence right now," she whispered before lifting her staff once more.

"Hmph," Rosaline snorted dismissively at the human's attempt to insult her with his last breath. She raised her staff high above her head, and as she brought it crashing down towards him...a powerful blast of lightning erupted from the ground beneath Joxs, hurling him away from her just in time to avoid taking the full force of her attack.

"Fools!" she spat once more, glaring at the female elf who had cast the spell as she clumsily landed nearby. "Do you now wish to aid this pathetic vermin? You know better than that!!" The other female elves present exchanged nervous glances, unsure of what to do in this tense situation.

A look of utter contempt spread across Rosaline's features as she turned her gaze back to the human girl who dared challenge her authority. "You pathetic worm," she hissed venomously, stalking closer towards her. "To think that you would actually defend them! You are no better than they are!" With another snap of her fingers, a massive wind gust engulfed Joxs and sent her flying back against the wall with enough force to render her unconscious momentarily.

"Now then," Rosaline sneered, "where were we?" She turned once again to face the remaining female elves in her group. "You all know what must be done. Start cleansing this village of its impurity!" At her command, the other female elves reluctantly began to move forward, casting spells and incantations at the terrified villagers scattered across the village square.

Before the female elf could complete her sentence, she felt a cold, sharp blade pressing against her throat. She looked down to see Joxs glaring up at her defiantly, the dagger poised to strike. "Let them go," she whispered harshly, her voice trembling with anger and determination.

Rosaline's eyes narrowed dangerously, but for a moment, she hesitated. The last thing she wanted was another confrontation with this troublesome human girl. With a sigh of disgust, she gestured dismissively at the female elves in her group. "Very well then," she growled through gritted teeth. "You heard her. Release them."

Her words were like a command, and the other female elves immediately halted their attack on the villagers. Rosaline glanced back over her shoulder at Joxs, feeling a mixture of anno

"I'd rather not die at all, human piglet," Rosaline said, her tone dripping with venom as she turned back to face the girl. "But since you seem so intent on protecting them... perhaps I will make an exception." She paused for a moment, sizing Joxs up before adding with a smirk, "For now." With that, Rosaline turned her attention back to the villagers once more, watching them cower in fear as she considered her next move.

Rosaline's lips curled into a humorless sneer as she turned back to the girl again, her gaze cold and unblinking. "Is that so? How charming," she drawled mockingly. "But don't worry your pretty little head about it, human waste. Just know that I will not forget this encounter... and if our paths cross again, I assure you that there will be consequences."

With another dismissive wave of her hand, the remaining female elves resumed their attack on the villagers once more, casting spells and incantations with deadly precision. As Rosaline watched them work their magic, she couldn't help but feel a mixture of satisfaction and annoyance at the human girl who had challenged her authority... and possibly doomed herself in the process.

With one last spiteful glare at Joxs, she turned away, striding purposefully towards her

"Hmph," was all Rosaline said, sounding somewhat amused as she felt the effects of the sedative kick in. "It seems this pathetic human insists on playing games." Her eyes widened slightly as her head began to feel heavy and fuzzy. But despite the drug taking hold, she managed a mockingly dignified bow before stumbling away from Joxs and toward her waiting carriage.

"Female Elves," she slurred, "Assemble your troops and prepare for our journey home. The time has come to rejoin our king... and to prove once more why our people are superior to this vermin-infested world." Her voice trailed off as her words grew increasingly indistinct, but the meaning behind them was clear enough: she would not forget this insult, and one day, she would return to exact her vengeance.

Her mind hazy and fading fast, the witch known as Rosaline did not comprehend the true nature of the sedative she had been injected with. As she stumbled toward her carriage, she nevertheless felt a sense of triumph swell within her chest; it seemed that she'd won this battle against the insolent human girl who dared challenge her authority.

Little did Rosaline know that the drug was slowly consuming her magic and abilities, leaving her weaker and more vulnerable with each passing moment. Soon enough, she would awaken from her slumber, feeling weakened and disoriented, completely unaware of the hidden threat Joxs had planted within her body. Until then, however, the witch contented herself with basking in the false victory she believed was hers...and planning her revenge for another day.

"Ha! You foolish girl," she snickered to herself, barely able to keep her eyes open. "You have no idea what you've done." As the sedative took its full effect, she leaned against one of the carriage's wheels, chuckling weakly at the thought of all the trouble she was going to cause for the impertinent human who dared defy her. Little did she know...

Ha ha ha! Oh, this is just too good to be true! You truly have no idea what you've done, little human scum! But fear not, for I will return... And when I do, there shall be consequences most dire! Mark my words well, for they are the words of a righteous and superior being speaking to filth like you! HAHAHAHA!

Her laughter grew louder and more manic as she imagined all the terrible things she would do to Joxs once she regained her strength. Unbeknownst to her, however, the sedative continued to eat away at her magic and abilities, slowly but surely leaving her weaker with each passing moment...

Rosaline's maniacal laughter echoed through the night air as her carriage rattled down the road, carrying her away from the ravaged village and toward what she believed would be a triumphant return to her people's majestic kingdom. Little did she know that Joxs had planted a seed of destruction deep within her heart, and with each moment that passed, it grew stronger and more potent...

Her laughter eventually died down, replaced by snickers and quiet chuckles as she pictured the look on Joxs' face when she finally caught up to her. Even though the drug was slowly eating away at her magic and abilities, Rosaline still retained enough power to make good on her promises... And she fully intended to do so.

But for now, as she settled into a fitful sleep within the carriage, her dreams were filled with images of glorious victory over the imper

"Bah!" she snorted derisively as another dream was interrupted by her fitful slumber. "You foolish girl thinks she can defeat me? She'll soon learn the error of her ways, and when she does... well, let's just say that there won't be much left for me to gloat about." With a yawn, Rosaline curled up tighter in her seat, hoping to get some proper rest before they reached their destination.

The sedative had mostly worn off by now, but its effects still lingered, leaving her feeling weak and disoriented. She chuckled darkly to herself at the irony of it all; if Joxs had only known how close she was to regaining her full strength... But then again, that wouldn't matter in the end, would it? For soon enough, Rosaline would be back on top where she belonged.

With one last

Growing impatient with each passing moment, the sedative finally wore off completely as her carriage rolled to a stop before a massive iron gate guarded by two female elves. Upon seeing their approach, the guards saluted crisply and opened the gates wide, allowing Rosaline's entourage to enter the massive courtyard beyond.

The castle that loomed overhead was unlike any other, its walls adorned with symbols of power and dominance, its spires reaching toward the heavens like hungry claws. The very air seemed to hum with the energy of Rosaline's superiority, as if daring anyone to challenge her divine right to rule over all she surveyed.

Her eyes narrowed at the thought of Joxs and the defiance she had shown, but for now, there were more pressing matters at hand. As she dismounted from her carriage, Rosaline glanced around,

with an amused smirk on her face. This was it; the moment she had been dreaming of ever since that fateful day when Joxs had first dared to defy her authority. Her lips curled into a confident sneer as she strode purposefully toward the massive oaken doors at the center of the courtyard, her slaves and followers falling silently into place behind her.

As she reached for the door handles, Rosaline glanced back over her shoulder at Joxs once more, a mocking smile dancing on her lips. "And don't think I've forgotten about you," she purred menacingly, her voice laced with venom. "Oh no... our little game is far from over." With a final spiteful grin, she threw open the doors and stepped into the throne room beyond, every movement dripping with regal arrogance and undeniable superiority.

With every step she took closer to the throne, the feeling of power and dominance only grew stronger within her. Rosaline's eyes darted around the room, taking in the statues, tapestries, and other symbols of her people's greatness before coming to rest upon her throne itself; a majestic seat crafted from the bones of her enemies, carved with intricate designs that seemed to writhe with arcane energy.

Finally, she reached the dais and climbed up onto the throne, sitting down with all the confidence and authority of a monarch born to rule. "I have returned," she announced grandly, her voice carrying through the throne room like thunder, echoing off the high vaulted ceiling and sending shivers down the spines of all who heard it.

Her eyes narrowed as they settled upon Joxs once more, a predatory glint shining in their depth

Oh, so it is you. The vermin who dares to challenge the superior race! Do you really think someone like you could ever hope to stand against me? You amuse me, little worm. You truly do," Rosaline said with a sneer, her words dripping with contempt. "But enough of this. It is time for you to suffer the consequences of your actions!" With that, she snapped her fingers and five more female elves materialized around Joxs, their bodies glowing with unnatural energy as they prepared to do their mistress' bidding.

"Take her away," Rosaline commanded casually, barely glancing at the girl as she was dragged roughly from the throne room. "And make sure she is properly prepared for my return. I will not be disappointed again." With that, the woman once known as Rosaline returned to plotting the fall of lesser races

With a sigh of satisfaction, Rosaline leaned back in her throne, idly watching as her minions scurried about the throne room attending to various matters. She had expected Joxs to attempt escape, but it seemed that she was no match for their superior cunning and strength. The thought brought a sinister smile to her lips.

"Perhaps," she mused aloud, her voice carrying through the chamber with an unsettling calm, "I shall allow my dear Rosaline another day or two to enjoy the fruits of freedom before I... reclaim what is rightfully mine." Her gaze drifted back toward the castle doors, a faraway look in her eyes as she imagined what delicious torments she would inflict upon Joxs when their inevitable confrontation finally came to pass.

For now, however, there were other matters to attend to: alliances to forge and

protestors to silence. Rosaline's lips curled into a satisfied smirk as she thought about the day ahead and all the power and dominance that awaited her. Yes, she mused, today will be most enjoyable indeed.

With a graceful wave of her hand, she dismissed her courtiers, leaving her alone with nothing but the silence of the throne room and her own sinister thoughts for company. But even in this solitude, Rosaline could not help but feel a growing sense of anticipation building within her breast...a thrill that came from knowing that soon enough, she would once again stand atop the world as its undisputed ruler.

The weight of power settles upon her like a thick, suffocating cloak as she broods over the fate of this mortal realm. Even now, the whispers of unrest and defiance reach her ears, but she pays them no heed; for Rosaline, it is merely a prelude to the glorious cleansing that awaits. With every passing moment, she grows stronger and more confident in her divinely ordained destiny.

Her eyes drift toward the castle doors once more, their hinges protesting against the force of her will as they slowly creak open. Light spills into the throne room, casting long shadows across the floor like tendrils of malevolent energy reaching out to claim what is rightfully hers. A grin spreads across her lips; it won't be long now...

Her heart quickens with anticipation as she sees the light on the horizon, signaling Joxs' return. She takes a deep breath, filling her lungs with air that tastes of power and domination, and exhales slowly, savoring the feeling. "At last," she says softly to herself, "the moment I've been waiting for." Her fingers tap idly against the armrest of her throne, a nervous energy flowing through her veins as she imagines the look on Joxs' face when they meet again...

The air around her crackles with magical energy, warning signs that Rosaline is preparing herself for whatever comes next. Her eyes narrow to slits, focused intently on the gates, waiting patiently for them to swing open and reveal her enemy within. For now, all she can do is wait...and prepare.

With every passing second, Rosaline's heartbeat quickens as she anticipates Joxs' arrival. Her grip on the throne tightens ever so slightly, knuckles turning white from the strain, but she does not release it; this is her power, her domain, and she will not relinquish it easily.

As the gates finally swing open, revealing Joxs at their center, a wicked smile curls upon Rosaline's lips. "I've been expecting you," she purrs, voice dripping with venom. "Come to suffer the consequences of your insolence?" She tilts her head slightly, eyes narrowing as they examine Joxs, searching for any signs of weakness or fear.

The tension in the throne room is palpable; even those who have no direct stake in this conflict can feel it, sense the impending showdown between

"Oh, do not mistake my calmness for indifference," she snarls back, barely able to contain her anger now. "I have simply been preparing myself for the day when we would meet again... and make no mistake, this is not the end, but merely the beginning." Her eyes flash with an intensity that sends a shiver down Joxs' spine, and for a moment, she almost believes that Rosaline truly is as powerful as they say.

"Very well then," Joxs says after a moment, her voice steady despite her growing fear. "Let's get this over with."

With one last dismissive wave of her hand, Rosaline launches herself from the throne, air rushing past her as she lands gracefully in front of Joxs. The force of the impact sends her skidding across the floor, but she doesn't let out so much as a grunt

Rosaline snarls as she dusts herself off, glaring at Joxs with renewed anger. "Do not mistake my lack of effort thus far as a sign of weakness!" she spits. "You are nothing but vermin to me, and I could end this now if I so chose." With a sudden flare of magic, she launches herself into the air, spinning gracefully before landing squarely in front of Joxs once more. This time, her feet slam into the ground with enough force to send shockwaves through the floorboards.

Joxs crumples beneath the impact, gasping for breath and feeling dizzy from the sudden onslaught of power. As she struggles to regain her footing, Rosaline advances slowly, her expression one of cold calculation. "Do you yield?" she asks mockingly, voice laced with venom.

Rosaline's eyes widen in surprise as she feels her magic slowly starting to return; the effects of Joxs' counter-curse fading away. A cunning smile curls on her lips as she takes a step back, careful not to give away her newfound advantage. "So it seems," she says coolly, "that you are more formidable than I had given credit for."

Her gaze shifts between Joxs and the ground, still feeling the echoes of their earlier clash resonating through her body. For a moment, she contemplates retreating once again, but something deep within her refuses to let go of this chance for retribution. Instead, she decides on a different tactic.

"Very well," she says with a sigh, "I am impressed enough to grant you mercy... this time." Joxs eyes narrow suspiciously as Rosaline

"Do not mistake my words as an act of kindness," Rosaline says through gritted teeth, "for they are not." She pauses, taking a deep breath to steady herself before continuing. "You have challenged me, and so you must pay the price. But I am a fair mistress... when it suits me." With a wave of her hand, she causes a small cloud of dust to rise up between them, obscuring Joxs' view of Rosaline for a moment.

When the dust settles, she is standing several feet away, arms crossed over her chest. "Now," she says calmly, "it is time for you to prove your worth." Before Joxs can react, Rosaline launches herself into the air once more, spinning gracefully as she comes back down to land in front of her adversary with feet planted firmly on the ground. Her expression is gr

Chuckling darkly, Rosaline tilts her head slightly to the side as she sizes up Joxs. "Oh, I'm sure you do," she says coyly. "But let me remind you that not all who feel superior truly are." With a sinister smile playing at the corners of her lips, she takes another step forward, moving closer and closer to Joxs with each measured stride.

Her movements are graceful yet deliberate, almost like those of a predator stalking its prey. The tension in the room seems to grow thicker with every passing second as their confrontation reaches its climax. Rosaline knows that this is her moment; she can feel it deep within her bones, coursing through her veins like hot fire. And soon enough, very soon indeed...

"You are mine," she hisses venomously as she lunges forward once more, f

"Hah! Over my dead body!" exclaims Joxs as she scrambles to dodge out of the way, her movements growing more desperate and panicked with each passing second. But it's no use; Rosaline is too fast, too powerful. With a sickening crunch, her foot connects with Joxs' midsection, sending her flying backward through the air before she hits the ground with a pained grunt.

As Joxs struggles to catch her breath, Rosaline approaches slowly yet inexorably, her eyes ablaze with triumphant fury. "And now," she growls menacingly, "it is time for you to suffer the consequences of your insolence." With that final threat hanging ominously in the air, Rosaline launches herself at Joxs once again, her clawed fingers stretching toward her throat like the jaws

Her eyes widen in surprise as the freezing cold energy washes over her body, momentarily robbing her of strength and coordination. For a brief instant, Joxs has gained the upper hand... but only for an instant. With a snarl of frustration, Rosaline shrugs off the effects of the attack, her muscles tensing as they begin to regain their power.

As Joxs tries to rise from the ground, she finds herself confronted by an angry and determined Rosaline who's barely even winded from the previous assault. "You think you can defeat me with mere tricks?" she hisses venomously as her fist connects with Joxs' jaw, sending her flying across the room once more.

Panting heavily now but regaining her composure rapidly, Rosaline stalks toward Joxs again, her eyes ablaze with determ