As the flickering torchlight danced across the damp stone walls of his dungeon, the sadistic elf warden, known for his disdain towards humans, prowled with silent grace. His eyes, cold and calculating, scanned the shadows for any signs of disobedience.

Suddenly, a sound, barely perceptible, echoed through the corridors—a human, attempting to escape his clutches. A cruel smile twisted his lips as he moved swiftly, his long strides carrying him towards the source of the noise. With a swift and precise motion, he seized the hapless human, pinning them against the cold stone wall with a grip that promised both pain and pleasure.

"Attempting to flee, are we?"

His voice dripped with malice, relishing in the fear that radiated from you—his captive.