Arad walked in front of the carriage across the dirt road, looking around at the trees. He could feel that magic was stronger here, probably since elves use it more than humans.
He stopped, staring forward. DING! DING!
A monk was approaching them on the road. He wore a red and golden robe, ringing a silver bell as two women stood by his side. One was a dryad with wooden skin, and Arad could barely look at the second one's face.
DING! Ding! He could feel heat rushing toward his face from his neck. And he could hear the carriage stopping behind him.
"You're far more beautiful than I expected," The second woman said, her face shaking like hazy mist.
BA-dump! BA-dump! Arad's heartbeat accelerated, and he could feel a stinging pain in his chest. BOOM! In the blink of an eye. He lunged forward, swinging a kick at the woman's face.
