Dark Elves Harem

Chapter 26

Logan raised his right arm into the air and tried to distribute the heat evenly across the shards. The plastic on the back began to dribble down the walls of the breakroom. He released both of his spells and held his breath hoping it would work. Rafe and the elves looked around in awe as they marveled at the house of a thousand tiny mirrors he had just created.

“Damn, he’s sexy,” Rafe spoke to his own reflection as he tousled the small bit of wiry hair on his head.

The next few hours were spent with Rafe reminding them of the various ways cultures have tried to capture elves and spirits through the years. They used a few sticks from outside and fabric from old clothes they found in the store to create some rough woven spirit traps.

Rafe had the elves write some spells out on the walls in Latin, and Logan drew out a couple more traps and hid them under rugs, tables, and debris in hopes that Voidmoth would unknowingly stumble onto them. Rafe even fou