The elf didn't look up
from the blade and the small wooden log in her hand, running one against, until
I finally slammed the body on the ground in front of her.
"I was wondering
what the smell was."
"That's all you
have to say? I fight this guy for a half hour; lose who knows how much blood
and magical essence, and you joke at me?"
She narrowed her eyes,
the elven sign of confusion.
"You didn't read
the warrant, then?"
"I skimmed
through it..."
She sighed, and
plunged the stake forward just as the vampire stopped playing dead.
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