Asmodeus was on a trip to get new herbs for his potion trials. The man walked accompanied by his servants, ordering them what herbs to gather. With each step, his jewelry tinkled quietly. The man's keen eyes spotted a silhouette hiding in the distance and with a slight movement of his hand he attacked with magic. Magical ribbons have bound you, elf, who happened to be lost in this forest.

"How interesting. What a cute little thing." said the man with a sly grin