『Status』
[Na: Findir Adthana]
[Race: Demonic Dark Elf]
[Class: Prince of The Northern Wind]
[Level: 50/50] (200/200) XP Needed
[HP: 100/100 MP: 50/50 SP: 80/80] - Above Human
[Strength: 100] - Above Human
[Defense: 85] - Above Human
[Magic: 100] - Above Human
[Speed: 320] - Above Human
[Skills: [Dagger Coating] [Dagger Enhancent] [Dark Elven ditation]
[Dark Elf Nature Connection] [Haste] [Empower] [Eagle Eye] [Assassination Presence] [Assassination Breath and Nature Assimilation]
[Prince of The Northern Wind Skills: [Wind Control] [Wind Assimilation] [Advanced Air Magic] [Flight] [Rule Over Northern Winds] [Summon: Lesser Wind Spirits]
[Passive Skills: [Dark Elven Nature Affinity] [Corrupted Nature Affinity]
[Constitution of a Tarturling] [Prisoner of Tartarus] [Iron Speech] [Demon's Gluttonous Stomach] [Potion Organs] [Blessing of The Northern Winds] [Approval of The Wind King]
[Rune Path: [Sheer Tornado Body] [Throne World: Devastated Land of The Wind King] [Locked] [Locked] [Locked] [Locked]
[Equipnt: [Magic Ring] [Storage Ring] [Wind King's Staff]
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"I hope this is good enough for the residents here…" I ekly smiled as hundreds of glowing red eyes stared down at from the stupidly big branches sprouted out from each gargantuan trunk.
"Why have you co here," A chilling voice echoed from behind .
"To see Sir Mammon," I replied, slowly turning around, eting eye contact with a beautiful dark elf. But unlike the dark elves on the overworld, she had long black hair instead of white hair, and two massive demonic horns sprouting from her forehead.
"Not just anybody can et him," She replied, her terrifyingly dark and threatening eyes digging into my face. I attempted to be nicer and take a calr approach, but if it ant getting underestimated and then taken for a fool… I'd rather kill them now.
They were strong. All of them. But if I used my throne world I doubt any of them would be able to retaliate against . They were threatening for sure, but it was easy to sense that it was enhanced through a skill. They were just puffing up their feathers as if wanting to scare off.
Slowly, my calm expression fell into that of a glare. The woman in front of instantly shot back, sliding against the burnt black grass below us before taking out both of her curved white daggers. And judging from the sll that I was picking up, they were dripped out from head to toe in dangerous poison.
"That's a bit…"
"What? Don't want to fight anymore?" She asked, sweat dripping from her brow before dropping off her face and moistening the blades of dehydrated nature below us.
"If I don't have to fight, I'd rather not. So, what do you want to do? Scrap right now or take to your lord… I'm sure he's here. You can't hide him from ."
"What is your intention of eting him then? I don't sense much hostility but seeing how you're proficient in assassination, I doubt what I sense is real… so what is it that you want? And speak quickly otherwise I'll slit your throat-"
FWOOSH
In an instant, I closed the gap, the two marked white daggers that I sheathed on both of my hips tearing out and nearly slicing her head off. But, if it wasn't for her little underlings that imdiately held their daggers to all of my vitals from practically every direction, then she would have died. No doubt in my mind.
"Tch… step away," The dark elf clicked her tongue, but upon seeing her underlings hesitate, she grit her teeth and yelled, "I ORDER YOU ALL TO STEP AWAY!"
Quickly, they backed away, leaving both of my knives to press up against her neck. Both of them were already cutting into her carotid arteries aning if I pulled away now, a burst of blood would co shooting out, sealing her death in an instant.
"So, what do you want to do now? I don't care about your life. It ans nothing to , so I hope you pick your words carefully otherwise I'll be eting the demon lord with your head in hand. And everyone else as well. You shouldn't have ordered them to step away… because now you have no negotiating power.
"I ordered them to step away because you would have killed … don't try and act innocent when your bloodlust was going to kill before those daggers even had a chance of cutting my neck."
A smile spread onto my face as the woman bit her lip. Not only was she trying to suppress any movent of her neck as it would absolutely kill her, but she wanted to stay calm, knowing sothing bad could happen to this forest if she made any rash moves.
"You're an elf through and through…" I smiled. "It's nice to see an elf have an attachnt to their natural habitat. On the overworld, the regular elves are like that, sure… but the dark elves have always hated nature. Mother nature especially as she cursed us with the resentnt of forests, jungles, plains, savannas… anything you can think of. Even the fucking ocean hates us."
"I'm sorry to hear that… but can you lower the daggers. I swear on my honor and loyalty to Mammon that I nor my underlings will do anything to you. If sothing were to happen, then may my elven heritage be revoked, and may Mother Nature curse for tis to co."
I just stood there, my daggers slowly softening as I heard a dark elf speak such words for the first ti in my life. It was so grating to hear that it was almost uncanny like it was sothing that should never exist. It made goosebumps erupt from my skin and my hair stand on end. It made this lurking feeling in the back of my brain want to throw up and purge everything that I had just heard.
"You're mistaken if you think Mother Nature already doesn't hate you…" I muttered, lowering my blades completely, letting the woman cup both sides of her neck while applying a light green glow.
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