“Do not—“ Syvis seethes, holding a hand out to keep you away from her. “Do not come any closer, human.”

Her hair is matted, dried blood crusted on her skin, wounds left untreated that scarred horrifically. It isn’t an uncommon sight to see elves in these conditions nowadays.

They’re losing the war against humans. Syvis doesn’t care that you saved her from your own kind, you’re still human. She can’t trust you.