Chapter 159. Putting elves in place
It was time to show these elves who was really boss around here.
As I ascended into the sky, threads of ice spun from my fingertips, weaving together into jagged spears above my head. With a casual snap of my wrist, the frozen spikes rained down in a deadly barrage, all aimed straight at Thalindra.
She leapt up, throwing her arms skyward, summoning a sudden gust of wind magic to shield herself. But she was too late. Some of them spiked into her shoulders.
I grinned, my ice forming platforms beneath my boots like stepping stones in the sky. I kicked off them one after another, ascending until I hovered just above, standing proudly on a frozen platform.
"Come on, princess," I taunted, voice dripping with mockery. "Don’t tell me that’s all you’ve got."
Thalindra snarled, her pride wounded, and barked an order to the others, telling them to join the fight. They were hesitant, but they obeyed. One summoned a flaming bow, its string crackling with fire as she aimed at me. Meanwhile, Thalindra chanted under her breath, a swirling gust of smoke forming around her, shaping itself into a monstrous beast — a towering creature of smoke with deep crimson eyes and lightning sparking across its shifting body.
The others also gathered their magic, ready to strike.
"Face it, human!! You’re too weak to defeat us!!" Thalindra barked from below.
I only grinned wider.
They didn’t know that the day l slept with them, they had already been conquered.
I could tame them into loyal servants whenever I wished — but where was the fun in that?