Chapter 174: Back To Back

A young elf sat atop a tall pile of crates, his long blonde hair gleaming in the moonlight streaming through the mansion's large windows. The place was somewhat dusty, but he had opened a window, allowing the cool night air to flow in. A wistful expression lingered on his sharp, handsome features.

He wore a soft tunic reinforced with metal plates at the elbows and kneecaps. A finely crafted bow rested against his side, with a quiver slung across his back, containing only a few arrows. At his waist, two daggers lay strapped within easy reach. Around his neck, hidden beneath his collar, hung a silver pendant engraved with two short blades crossed together.

A quiet sigh escaped his lips as he sensed the movements of five others scattered across the grand hall. The high ceilings and dim candlelight barely illuminated the figures engaged in a casual game of cards, but none of it affected his mood.

'Makia is dead…'

A thin smile crossed his lips.