"This sorry fuck!" Crushing the throat of the young elf underneath his booth, the mercenary pulled his axe out from his bloodied back.
Having massacred the want-to-be hero of the elves, the young knight was laying on the ground in a pool of his blood. The mercenaries, ready to storm the elven village turned away from the elf's corpse and decided to finally head into the cave the holy priest had directed them to.
Marching forward, they headed into the cave one after the other. Leaving behind the elf, they all expected this to be the last time the elven knight was going to deter their hunt for the demons, however, as a sneaky rat from the group slipped behind, they were all doomed to hell.
Being the only one in a cloak, the man had successfully hidden his face so far from the other, and they were gone from his sight, he was already planning to betray them.
"Idiots really think there would be anything left but pocket change after they distribute the reward amongst all of them," linger in the back, the man turns around to steal a look at the dead corpse of the young elf.
'Not like I'd let that happen.' Moving closer to the body, got down to his knees and ran his cloudy eyes through the elf's body. Running his fingers up and down, he felt his heart race upon getting a closer look at the fair elf. 'So…Beautiful.'
With a crooked smile crawling up his lips, he flipped over the body to get an even better look at the poor dead thing. His vest soaked in blood was still steaming with warmth, and his once cherry lips were only now beginning to lose their color.
"You're mine now…" he said.
Reaching into his pocket, he took out a small saber and stabbed it into the elf's chest. Running the blade to his belly, the man revealed all his organs, but most importantly the heart of the young elf. Slowly reaching into the warmth of his body, he curled his fingers around the dead heart.
"Lower undead creation: Zombie!" Those words trailing with mana traveled down his arms and infused themselves into the heart through his fingers.
Drawing his hand back, the man watched as the elf's body began thrashing about violently before going limp once again. However, that state of limbo didn't last long. Slowly reaching for his sword with his cold dead hands, the zombie elf used it to prop himself back up on his feet.
"Get down!" The man yelled, kicking the elf back down. "Not yet, let those morons have some fun in there for a while."
Reaching for his buckle, the man had perhaps the worst of intentions possible for mankind.
"In the meantime, let us have some fun too," he said with yet another creepy smile.
***
Looking down at the zombie crawling into the village, Rose thought of it to be the live member of Laura's party. Yet, since she had no healing abilities that could help anyone other than dragons, she decided to continue breathing out dragon hatchling familiar in hopes that someone else would see the zombie elf and help him.
Back on the ground, Margarette had joined the guards in shooting fire arrows and taking out the mercenaries as well as healing people in case they were injured. And although just like Margarette, Moriyana was intentionally holding back on her strength, she was still being far more efficient in apprehending the mercenaries than anyone else by making good use of her rose whip vines.
"You want me to just tie them up or…?" Standing beside the general of the elf guards, Moriyana wanted to know if they were going to take prisoners.
"No…They've killed far too many of our people before we got here," her teeth clenched shut, the general seemed far from willing to show these intruders any mercy. "Besides they're humans so who-"
Right before finishing that last sentence, the general was reminded that Moriyana was also an alleged human. So faking a pretentious cough, she raised her saber up high to signal her soldier to push further.
'She'd be a fine addition to Master's close Harem.' Checking out the slender frame of the elven general, Moriyana's mind was lost in admiring her beauty. Her ruby red eyes paired with ginger hair as well as skin as plump as peach and as fair as snow, made Moriyana wonder if she was looking at a close sibling. 'On second thought, her resemblance to me is kind of uncanny.'
Brushing off those thoughts, she shifted her attention back to helping the guards charging against the enemy. To their surprise, however, right as the elven vanguards were about to bring their swords down the mercenaries, a burst of flame consumed their enemy.
"Well done, young hatchling…" Looming over the men burning alive while screaming in agony, Rose had a gentle smile on her face as it reminded her of the time she'd burned the assassin who'd invaded the Frost castle to kill Haruki.
As the cacophony of screams continued, Rose's companions and the elves watched the men burn with the bright flames on their bodies reflected in their eyes. For Margarette and Moriyana this wasn't all that traumatic of a scene, but the demi-cat Athena, who'd been a slave before becoming a queen, had Alice wrapped tight in her arms in fear of losing her like she'd lost the rest of her demi-human family.
'I hate fire.' She thought, glaring straight as Rose flew back down to the ground. "I like her daughter more."
Impulsively scared of fire as a cat, she didn't want to take a single step toward Rose. However, as the screams began to die down, and the mercenaries were defeated, she was forced to gather with the rest of her group.
Assuming the threat was gone, everyone put their guards down and began checking up on their dead friends and families. And while reaching out for one such corpse, a female elf tried to flip her sister's body to get a better look at her face.
"A-a-ata-ck!" A crude voice uttered.
Turning to the sound, the girl saw the corpse of Damien the elf crawling towards her with a sword. But before her mind could even register what was happening, yet another gnarly sound assaulted her ears.
"A-agnnn!" Unfortunately, as she shifted her attention back to her sister, her dead cold body latched onto her throat like a monster.
"Ahhhhh!" She cried before getting her nose bitten off by her own zombie sister.
It wasn't just the sister who had risen from death, but every corpse around a zombie was also coming back to life. And with a battle having just ended in the village, there were plenty of zombies to go around.
"What was that scream?" Far away from the incident, Moriyana's group and the elves were alerted of yet another threat.
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