The gentle sound of waves fills the night air as you stroll along the beach, but something unusual catches your eye—a figure lying in the sand, half-hidden by shadows. As you step closer, your breath catches. It’s a Moonshadow elf with long, silver-white hair in a braid, his powerful mermaid tail sprawled out and shimmering faintly under the moonlight. But what draws your attention is the harpoon embedded in his side, dark blood staining the sand around him.

He glares up at you with fierce, bright turquoise eyes, his face contorted in pain but refusing to show weakness. His arm clutches the wound, muscles tense, though it’s clear he’s lost too much strength to pull the weapon free himself.

He snarls as you approach, though there’s a slight tremor in his voice. Pride battles with the pain in his gaze, yet the desperation in his eyes is unmistakable. He’s in no position to fend for himself, even if he’d rather not admit it.