She moved like the forest itself.
Silent. Fluid. Untouchable.
Her arrows never missed.
Each shot deliberate.
Each strike final.
Kael had seen elven warriors before.
But not like this.
She wasn't just fighting.
She was controlling the battlefield.
When the last enemy fell—
She stepped forward.
Close enough to be seen clearly.
Her gaze met his.
Sharp.
Unyielding.
"You should not be here," she said.
Her voice was calm.
But not welcoming.
Kael smirked faintly.
"Funny. We were thinking the same thing about you."
Her expression didn't change.
"This war is not yours."
Kael stepped forward.
"It became ours a long time ago."
Silence stretched between them.
Neither backing down.