** Content Warning: Dark and graphic **
⟬ Just before dawn... ⟭
The paltry defenses of the Moonwell Enclave were woefully inadequate against the likes of Konstantin Dunzis.
Granted, he had a very particular magic skillset-- one difficult to obstruct by conventional means.
And of course, it was most effective against elves... his preferred prey.
The descendants of the fae loved to compare themselves to humans.
They prided themselves on their illustrious histories. They cared only for their perverse sense of beauty in what they considered 'natural.'
They convinced themselves... that their Elven eyes and ears could discern the the secrets of the Realm, without fail.
That arrogance... was a weakness Konstantin always found amusing.
Since he was a neophyte, he had an uncanny talent for Illusion Magic.
It was unthinkable for the common Illusionist to attempt fooling Elven perceptions.
