Just as Emma was about to free the elves from their enslavement, the nobles sprang into action. They immediately surrounded her from all directions, weapons drawn.
Though they were still enchanted by Emma's divine beauty, none of them allowed themselves to be consumed by it. After all, she had just gruesomely killed one of their own.
"Be careful, everyone. She's dangerous!" the fat old man with the huge mustache warned, his expression deadly serious. Sweat beaded on his forehead as panic crept into his mind.
"Don't worry. There are many of us, and she's alone. We can take her down if we work together," the bald man said arrogantly, licking his lips as his eyes roamed over Emma's body.
Seeing this, the enslaved elf women began to panic, their fearful eyes darting between the nobles.
"Be careful! They have powerful magical artifacts!" one of the elves shouted, warning Emma of the danger.
