Traps

"Wise thinking from a dumb elf. When did the elf start coming up with good plots? You guys are so good, so good you couldn't even save your damn prince. He was killed by the dark elves you call inferior. Who's inferior now?" The dark elf laughed and cursed at the elves.

Ethan stood there only listening to all his nonsense without taking any action. He wanted the dark elf to make the first move.

"What do you want, you want to fight me?" The dark elf asked, one of its eyes slightly raised in a questioning manner.

Ethan nodded. "I want to face someone using the same magical power as me. Let me see how strong you are compared to me. Are you going to be a coward and run, or be a man and fight?"

"Hehe, the day I run from an elf is the day I end my life with my own hands. I can never run from despicable, greedy beings like you all."

"Then be my mate, let's fight. For your sake, I'll use only magic." Ethan smiled at the dark elf.

The dark elf gritted his teeth and placed his hands inside his
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