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Darkkstarr turned lycan, searching for more vampires to kill, attempting to fulfill her insatiable bloodlust. A fleeting movement in the darkness, a rustle of leaves. Darkkstarr halted, not daring to move, and blended into the night…for everyone knows that the hunter can easily become the hunted…
She suddenly spotted the source of her concern. A mere human, not older than sixteen, lingering by a nearby tree.
Suddenly, the human turned around and looked straight at Darkkstarr.
“I see you. Stop trying to hide and come out.”
Darkkstarr weighed her chances of running away, and reluctantly slunk out of the shadows.
“What are you?”
“I may look like a mere human, but I am really a powerful elf. My name is Etholwy, and despite my greatness I am in need of money.”
Darkkstarr sighed.
“Oh great. Another one of those bounty hunters. And I actually thought that this guy might have been interesting. I hope I don’t have to kill him.” Darkkstarr thought as Etholwy babbled on about his greatness and how he was so poor.
“Enough!” she cut him off. “I don’t want to hear about how powerful you are and what great deeds you’ve done. Just cut to the chase and tell me what you have to do with me.”
“Oh, yea…as I said, I need money. And there’s a 3500 gold prize set on your head. Sorry.” With that, Etholwy whirled around and slashed at her with his flame sword.
“Yeah right, of course you need money. I wonder how you got that flame sword if you’re so poor,” Darkkstarr ridiculed him.
“Just shut up and die!” Etholwy shouted, irritated.
“I’m not gonna die that easy,” Darkkstarr narrowed her eyes. “You see, many people have found me extremely hard to kill.”
In one swift leap, she pinned Etholwy to the ground, preparing to slice his head off.
“Now,” she whispered, “You die.”
“No! WAIT!” a voice screamed urgently.