A point of light in the dark, Viscount Elman was the first to draw his longsword with a 'zing', pointing in the direction of the sound, "Who's there?" He raised his right eyebrow and asked warily.
"Hehehe."
What answered him was a series of light laughter, which came from a short distance away, and then Elman saw a woman slowly step out from an ancient oak tree—The woman had a pair of pointed ears. She inserted her hands behind her head and gently swayed her upper body, letting her wavy purple hair cascade down like a waterfall behind her ears.
The woman had light purple eyes, and the slightly long eyeshadow gave her a bizarre feeling; a beautiful oval face, her lips also purple, could capture one's attention at first glance—but below her upper body, she was entirely composed of vines and roots. Bundles of thorns spread upward along her naked upper body, wrapping around her full bosom, extending up to her neck and along the edges of her cheeks.
