Lameya and Mima blend with the darkness of the night. The Berserker Potion is flowing in their veins, and their senses are so much sharper than they use to be. They can detect the slightest change in the air with just their keen perception.
"The others, scatter. Mima and I will take care of this…" In one breath, the other elves in Lameya's contingent vanish and blends into the night.
Lameya and Mima are carrying sizable sacks on their shoulders.
"Mima, let's do this fast so we can contribute to the search." Lameya ushers Mima to be quick about it as the latter gently carries a wild fox from her sack. Mima is very careful afraid that she might clue the house just below her.
Two elves seat on top of the rooftop. They carefully hide their presence as they tend to their business. Mima feeds the little fox in her embrace with a diluted Berserker Potion. Not missing a beat, Lameya uses her mace to bash the tiles of the rooftop. Mima throws the fox to the unsuspecting house.
Later, screams and cries boom in the house. A red-eyed fox goes on a rampage as it rips off the throat of an unknowing human. The panic spreads in the house of a humble family in which none is able to survive. The fox then proceeds to blindly attack any creature that catches its perception.
Lameya and Mima parkour on the roofs of the houses. The two of them take the routes that their elf sisters took. If an elf finds where the humans are keeping their elf slaves, they will send a signal immediately.
There is no need for Lameya and Mima to take a second guess of whether the house they are sneaking their little beasties have their elf kin since their sisters should have checked it already. So with outstanding efficiency, the two elves send their berserk little beasties to more unsuspecting houses.
The elves are lithe, acrobatic, and have keen senses. With the Berserker Potion, they are literally impossible to catch. Some human soldiers of the county who learns of the weird movement on the rooftops cannot even catch their shadow despite even sending their best scouts.
Even the scouts are reluctant to track the troublemaking elves parkouring on the rooftops as chances are the scouts will end up dead. That is how ferocious the elves are.
Just the news of the marching elves sweeping a gale and heading to the highest watchtower is explosive enough. The moment the Roswell Mansion start burning, that is when the soldiers realize how serious their current situation is.
The strongman, chief knight Drogba, is still busy fighting the Stalker Bear by the north gate, and from the looks of it, he would be engaging the shadow monster for a little more time.
Agitation is evident to every soldier in the county. The mobilization order is quite slow as the enemies caught them unprepared. They don't know how many enemies are really there.
When the number of the berserk wild beasts suddenly explodes and start attacking a small contingent of human soldiers, the current head of command finally decides to utilize the Life Potions.
Horun is the direct assistant of chief knight Drogba. As vice-chief, he is the currently highest order of command. He would love to 'not use the Life Potions' as that can only be issued by the Count.
However, their current situation is too much. The casualty reports are about to reach three digits excluding the civilians. In the main barracks just beside the highest watchtower, Horun gathers the capable commanders of their troops. Horun frowns as he realizes some commanders are missing. "Where the hell are they? They better pray I don't catch them playing with some elves."
While the human soldiers are like headless flies, the elves are organized and know their individual responsibilities. One elf, Opina, finds the place their small contingent has been trying to find…
Just under her, she peeks at the ongoing festivities of a still-active building. The lamps are burning, people are eating their food, and their laughing is one of joy. Various women elves serve men in their needs from being a conversational partners, and even to the more delicate needs… such as a little touching, kissing, and of the sorts.
Opina is expressionless to this. She simply whistles to the empty night air in a certain tune, and quickly, a sister comes to her call. "Opina, is that you? Did you find them?" Opina nods, and with that, the elf leaves spreading the 'whistle' to further inform the other elves.
Lameya still hasn't finished her sack, and still has one little bestie to set free, but she quickly abandons her mission of spreading more little beasties as she learns that her kin is able to find where the humans are keeping their kin.
A small contingent composes of seven elves gathers on the rooftop of the lively buildings. A relatively big opening pried by a sword allows them to see what is happening inside. Lameya's face is stone-cold. "This is a brothel… Isn't it?" Lameya since her youth is privy to a lot of things. She is someone who loves to hear stories and listen to rumors.
Men of different ages carouse in the brothel. Judging by their masculine exterior, and from how they carry themselves, they must be soldiers.
A man in the brothel reveals a pink potion and forces it onto an elf. The elf reluctantly drinks the potion, and she starts heating and blushing pink. The man then starts sensually touching the elf.
Like a trained animal, the elf rubs her crotch on the man's leg.
"Leave that man alive." Lameya coldly declares.
The elves on the rooftop draw their short bows, and with impressive accuracy, they shoot down the partying humans below. All of them receive an arrow to their hearts except one man. Lameya even went to extra trouble for shooting the man's knee and elbow.
In the brothel, the elves start panicking. They are strongly domesticated and don't have any shred of rebellious thoughts. They just cower at the strange happenstance.
Lameya leads her elves inside and has them take care of the poor abused elves. Seeing their kin, the 'prostitute' elves had looks of joy, however, when they realize the elves want them to escape with them, they become suddenly fearful.
"We cannot go against the count… He… He is cruel and bloodthirsty! He killed all of the men, and imprisoned whatever is left of our family to die in the dungeons! If we don't do what he says, then what about our family!?"
An elf cries with indignity. It is not just the blackmail the reason why they are like this but is also because of the abuse they have to go through as playthings to the humans.
Mima explodes with anger. "I don't understand." Her eyes shake with irritation to her kin. "You are sullied, and this is what you feel? Do you have no shame?" Mima is among the few lucky elves who remain unsullied after the bandit village, and despite that, she has this raw anger in her.
If not for her own ideals, she would be joining Lafira's contingent already.
Lameya raises her hand trying to calm down Mima. "Relax... These elves here are unlike us… They are too broken. They will need time to heal." With a cold glare, Lameya addresses the elves before her. "General Trudviar, the Sword of Elven King, Arthram Fae Zorun, has appointed us to rescue the oppressed elves of the county. You have no say in this, follow us… If you care about your family, then you will heed our words."
With a single gesture of her hand, Lameya's elf soldiers take the abused elves and assist them outside the dirty brothel.
The remaining human who has an arrow to his knee and elbow scream at the top of his lungs! "You filthy elves! Where are you going!? I swear I will humiliate you, and cut off your ears! How dare you rebel!?"
Lameya coldly looks at the human. She lets go of a little beastie from her sack. It is an ape that is still deep asleep. Lameya then starts looking over the dead human soldiers and is trying to find something.
"What are you doing!?" The human angrily asks, but Lameya ignores him.
Finally, Lameya finds out what she is looking for. It is a pink potion. She comes to the still-sleeping monkey and feeds it with the potion.
"You!?"
Lameya grabs an unassuming chain idly lying to the sides. Lameya leaves the human to his own as she closes the door, and latches a chain over it to lock the human inside.
That is the last the human sees Lameya. The ape wakes up, and attacks him in a different, but still violent manner. The human curses in his heart as he realizes the ape seems to be a male.
The human screams in agony, and his despaired voice resounds from the brothel.