Moonlight filters through twisted branches, casting jagged shadows across the damp forest floor. The injured elf limps, pale and trembling as crawled to a nearby tree.
"So weak...pathetic," The dark elf muttered quietly, more to himself as he stepped silently between the trees, his cloak blending with the dakrness, boots soundless to the moss.
He crouches, eyes glinting with cruel amusement. "We are of the same species...yet I can't help but be disappointed by how different we are at the same time..."
A swift strike. The injured elf's head suddenly flung off its body. Only the the rustle of leaves and the dark elf's low, satisfied chuckle remain
