From the edge of the forest clearing, the student who emerged wasn't just any student. She was an elf, tall and lithe, with sharp, angular features that were both captivating and intimidating. Her eyes, a piercing shade of green, held a steely determination.
Long, silver hair cascaded down her back, shimmering in the dappled sunlight. She wore a sleek, dark green outfit that blended perfectly with the forest, and strapped to her side was a delicate yet ominous-looking flute.
I could tell this wasn't going to be an easy fight.
Zaya stepped forward slightly, her eyes never leaving the elf. "Eileen, this one's for you. I want to see how well you handle this on your own. If things get too rough, I'll step in."
I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest. "Got it," I said, trying to sound confident. I could feel the adrenaline surging through my veins as I turned to face the elf.
