Samara finally sensed the presence of the new arrivals. The silver barrier surrounding her was indeed powerful enough to stop all attacks aimed at her, but that didn't mean she had shut down her senses. She rose from her throne with a deep frown.
"Who are these ants now? Why are they here when James had already sent an elder to help save the Tree of Fate?"
She clenched her fists tightly, frustrated. Why the hell are these people interfering when it was clear the elves had lost? Her forces were slaughtering them!
She had killed the strongest elf on this planet, the Elven Queen's shadow, with her own hands! With a shout, she commanded the numerous slaves she had acquired in the past months after making them sign dark contracts to attack the newcomers.
The people, though reluctant, could do nothing but obey her command when a painful dark force gripped their souls and forced them to comply.