[Months Earlier]
Ater watched.
The Elves all remained on the ground—powerless as they all succumbed to the might of his Master's Magic.
Rey Skylar, his sole proprietor, then commanded him to take care of things from that moment onward—giving a most important task.
'I am to spy upon the Elves and gather as much information as I can within the 10-day Interval before Master's departure to the Front Lines.'
His task wasn't very difficult. What he found a little challenging was deciding how to go about it.
'Should I eliminate one of them and take their place using Shape-shifting?'
He could even mimic their scent, if need be, so as not to attract any suspicion in the slightest.
'The Elves have incredible senses, but I'm not an incorrigible trickster for nothing.' Ater mused.
Besides, these fools had dared to defy and insult his Master.
