A glint of hope stirring within, Galen twisted around as much as he could to find a cloaked figure standing less than ten feet behind him. His eyebrow c****d as he instantly recognized her as one of the Sun-Kissed Dark Elves, though it was unclear which one. All Galen could use to identify her was the pair of blood-red eyes that narrowed upon him as she focused on using his language.
"Not have you great strength? To push the horse off?"
"It's crushin' my legs, I can't move it alone," Galen responded, motioning to his lower extremities.
The Dark Elf stayed silent for a moment while she circled around the soldier and knelt down beside him. For a moment, he felt a sudden sense of threat, his gut kicking in once again for a reason he did not understand.
"No strength, yet you kill many," sh
