Chapter 100: Elven Conspiracy - 1
Quick, hurried footsteps echoed through the vast hallway, the sound sharp against the serene ambience. Blue, green, and yellow luminescence glowed softly from vine-like fixtures, casting shifting patterns across carved wooden walls. The air carried a faint scent of dew and moss, grounding the space in unmistakable elven artistry. Dominant wooden arches and draping greenery left no doubt: this was the heart of the Elves' residence.
Just as the figure approached the large ornate door, two spears crossed before her with a metallic snap.
"Halt! State your business," demanded a tall, lean elf clad in polished silver armor. His long ears twitched slightly, his voice firm.
