This dark elf stands less than one meter seventy tall, and her black hair, as smooth as silk, drapes straight down to her waist. She has amber eyes, a finely pointed nose, a small mouth, and a figure that rivals even Teresa and Veronica.
Gold rings pierce her sharp ears, and a simple black short dress accentuates the dark elf's long and beautiful legs.
More importantly, this dark elf's face embodies multiple qualities: a cold aloofness, indifference, and disdain — the typical characteristics of an elf. Yet, the scars on her face and her unhealthy complexion, along with the weariness in her eyes, indicate that she is a victim of hardship. The trace of wildness in her gaze shows she hasn't abandoned hope of escape.
This is an injured beauty, one that remains resilient despite the harshness and ravages she has suffered.
The dark elf is heavily shackled and forcibly brought forward under the watch of several guards: "Mr. Hadrian! Mr. Laine!"
