The scorn in the other's laughter made Bunir stiffen, as he glared at them with eyes filled with substantial evil and a chilling aura.
The Elf before him was a Dwarves Elf, possessing a tall stature that most Dwarves Elves lacked, standing at least above one meter seventy, with a figure of perfect curves. She was draped in a thin layer of spider silk, moving in a fashion unlike any other; from legs to waist, coiling and twisting, not so much walking as slithering like a snake. The supple shape of her body was faintly discernible beneath the gossamer veil as she moved forward.
Even her face was flawlessly beautiful – a face that could make the Spider Queen envious. Her eyes emitted a powerful magic aura, like two deep pools seemingly ready to draw one's soul inside.
