"Please stand behind me, Princess Valindra." A dark elf shouted as they shot an arrow into the eye of a Cyclops. His hair was long, and his skill with a bow was spectacular.
"I'm perfectly fine protecting myself, Gilborn. And I'm not here as the princess of the Alfheim, I'm here as a warrior." Valindra stepped forward, her rapier in hand. It hummed a bright golden light that surged with power, and with one thrust, a wave of monsters was vaporized in an instant.
"I understand, my apologies." Gilborn bowed
"It's okay, I know you only mean the best." Vilandra smiled
"Be careful!" An elf shouted, putting up a barrier that blocked a manticore's tail from piercing Gilborn.
Vilandra acted fast, wrapping the manticore in vines, trapping its movements. Then, a massive club came crashing down on its head, completely smashing it into mush.
Vilandra nodded at her teammates, "Good call, Lasslail, and thanks for the assist, Finhad."
