Zheng Yi—-sighed, while sipping wine. Looking down at the battlefield below.
"I wonder why she fights him so desperately—-inbreeding within Forest elves is notorious—-with what little population they have left….pity, she may be the princess but her magic is so weak."
"I'm not losing to human scum!!!!!"
"Your weak for an elf, Daria is stronger than you."
Daria is a dark elf from the land of the dead—-they don't inbreed and often time mix with other races, causing each generation to become stronger and stronger.
"Don't compare to that mixed trash!!!"
"All you ever do is scream, you can't even cast the most basic magic….how weak indeed."
Slice!!!
"You dare ruin my dress!
"Oh, so cool—-seems like they made little dents on my sword."
""
"Your casting is really slow, Ah Yi can cast without using speech, his casting is so strong, he can summon a dragon!"
"She's an inbred forest elf with basic magic skills, don't compare her to me."
"Ah Yi, I didn't know you were here."
"Watching from above, don't bother—keep fighting."
"Whatever you say!"
Zheng Yi sipped more of the wine….noticing Raven sitting next to him.
"Don't drink, it's bad for your health—"
"Medical wine, don't worry—-I'm not that stupid."
"Zheng Yi, live a good life…hmm, something wrong?"
"You act like you're going to die soon."
"You don't think I am?"
"To kill you, you would need ten thousand men, and women—-or for that attempt, is a better thing to state."
"Oh, you think highly of me."
"Am I wrong?"
"Your not wrong, but where do you get such a thought from."
"Raven Augustine, when treads upon the battlefield, shall sway his sword and slice through each head—-with little splatters of blood, exposing on his armor. To most people, this would be a horrifying scene, but to him, it was regular it was—-war."
"Ha, ahah—-that's truly something interesting to describe me."
"Don't look at me like this—-I didn't do anything wrong against you."
"For once, I feel like we knew each other at another time."
"Your thinking too much about it—-I'm going to…"
"Sleep, after this."
"Eat, want some—-freshly roasted."
"Sure, sounds lovely."