He carefully looked at his opponent for all the time of the exchanges of blows, he had not once struck the cursed half-elf.
- If you think your hand is all I'm capable of, you're in for a surprise. - The calm voice of the half-elf was heard, who did not take his cold gaze off Roald.
Roald began to feel fear, it was a forgotten feeling from his childhood that he swore to himself to leave it there.
But then he felt useless again, trying to come up with a plan for how he could defeat this half-elf, an idea came to him.
- If you behave like a hero, then fight honestly or do you think these two will be happy to see such a victory for you? - Roald shouted, closing the distance and striking in the stomach with his whole hand.
The half-elf put a shield in front of him blocking the blow and Roald's fist hit the shield. He felt his knuckles go numb for a couple of seconds and then the pain came, sensing danger, the robber stepped back.
- I'm not a hero and I'm not trying to be one, as a professor at the academy told me, don't underestimate your opponent. - Said the half-elf, catching up with the robber with quick steps.
Roald began to panic, he did not expect such behavior from a half-elf, for him he was still a child. But in that case, how does he overtake him and what kind of terrible magic he applied to his hand. Looking around, Roald began to look for an opportunity to escape from this cursed caravan.
Blocking the blows of the half-elf with one hand, he found an opportunity in front of him by running to the kneeling light elf.
Running up to her and picking her up from the ground and squeezing the girl's neck with his whole hand, he did not take his eyes off the half-elf who slowed down and looked attentively at Roald.
- If you don't want me to kill your servant, then let me go. - Roald turned desperately to the half-Elf.
The half-elf stopped and looked at Roald from his gaze, it seemed to the robber that he was thinking about something.
Thinking that the half-elf was lost in his desires, he began to slowly back away, not taking his eyes off the strange half-elf. Roald did not pay attention to the light elf, he did not see her as a threat.
- You misunderstood, I didn't let you leave, but weakened you on purpose. - The half-elf said with a sigh, looking at Roald.
The robber did not understand why this half-elf says that he did not allow him to leave if he holds a light elf by the neck and this half-elf does nothing but just looks.
- You probably think since you're hiding behind my servant, I won't do anything? - The half-elf asked the robber in an interested voice.
Roald nodded at his question, seeing his nod, the half-elf laughed from this laughter, it seemed to the robber that he was missing something.
- You misunderstood our situation when you insulted my servant you became not my victim but her prey robber. - The half-elf said in a cheerful voice, putting the sword in the storage with the shield.
Roald was even more confused by the half-elf's words, how could the servant who was in his hands harm him?
Wanting to dispel his fears, he decided to squeeze the throat of the light elf harder, but to his surprise, his hand remained in the same position.
The light elf raised her hand and put it on the robber's hand.
And he felt the cold and almost immediately Roald saw a white film rising from his brush, which absorbed his hand faster and faster, feeling the cold, he turned his gaze with horror to the half-elf.
- It takes you a long time to get it, but you insulted the wrong servant, and she can stand up for herself. - Smiling, the half-elf said, narrowing his eyes.
From his words, water ran down Roald's back, the light elf began to squeeze the robber's fingers and the crunch of breaking ice was heard.
The robber watched as his once whole hand was slowly broken by the light elf, the crack sounded from the fingers that she broke and each crack marked that Roald lost his fingers, he heard the sounds of falling fingers frozen in ice.
He couldn't understand how a light elf that he thought he had broken could use spells so skillfully and so strong. He did not try to run away realizing that they would not let him go, he was not stupid to dream that they would decide to let him live.
When his last finger fell, the elf staggered away from Roal with her partially frozen hand outstretched.
No matter how much he tried, he could not lower his hand and raise the other, shifting his gazes from the light elf who was standing with her back to him to the half-elf who did not take his eyes off the light elf.
- How noble of you, Trey. - The light elf said irritably, looking at the half-elf.
Roald felt by the voice of the light elf that she was angry not only at him but also at the half-elf whose name was Trey looked down.
- But we'll talk about that after I'm done with this piece of garbage. - She turned to everyone, the half-elf whose name was Trey nodded, the robber accepted his fate.
Turning to the robber, the light elf examined the damage to the Roald, saying something to herself and throwing irritated glances at the half-elf.
The robber stood waiting for his end. He understood that he could not get out of this situation alive, all his actions were beaten first by a half-elf and now by a light elf.
Remembering his life, he realized that wanting to show everyone that even without magic, you can crush your enemies.
All his mistakes and failures led him to the fact that he became a robber and was content with the fact that representatives of races fell into his hands on whom he took out his failures and fears and breaking them.
Roald saw that the light elf and the half-elf were connected not only by the bond of servant master, but also by the fact that they supported each other.
It was hard to notice for ordinary representatives of races, but as a man who had gone through more than one war, he learned to understand the emotions and behaviors of other representatives of races. He hoped that if there was a next life, then he would have the same friend as a half-elf servant next to him.
Kneeling down and lowering his head, he waited for the light elf to kill him, time dragged on very slowly, not understanding what was happening, he raised his head and at that moment he partially noticed the blade that rushed to his neck with a frozen expression of humility, the head of the once head of the robbers rolled to the ground.
His body, deprived of life, also fell in the place where the head was, bones and blood were visible, which flowed out of the neck, flooding the place where the body fell with red blood.
- I'm glad you're okay. - I turned to Keirin after she beheaded the robber.
Hearing my words, Keirin turned around and walked towards me with quick steps, I could see from her eyes and face that she was angry at me, but I didn't understand why.
- Are you okay? Do you think I'm okay Trey? Look at what happened here and tell me again that I'm fine! - Keirin said angrily, poking my chest with her index finger.
Looking around at what was happening around, I saw the corpses and the wounded, both those who were and the robbers who were writhing on the ground bleeding on the ground. My dome of darkness also surrounded the caravan, feeding on the blood and life force of those who were next to it.
Shifting my gaze to Fel, who was looking at me with shocked eyes, I saw shock, surprise and disbelief. Keirin, seeing my gaze directed at the girl lying on the ground, ran to her, taking out several pills from the storage, she placed them in her mouth and slightly lifting her head so that she swallowed them.
When she swallowed them, it was obvious how it was getting harder for her to keep her eyes open.
- Rest Fel, nothing threatens us anymore, gain strength. - Keirin turned to her carefully, running her hand through her hair, which was dirty because of her fall to the ground.
The girl tried to resist, but the effects of the pills gradually began to have an effect on her desire to resist.
But after a while she closed her eyes and fell asleep, Keirin and I saw her chest slowly sinking and rising, showing that she was asleep.