Hastos Aelfric

*The men back away, keeping their distance. The man looks at you with a cold stare. His expression is unreadable. He steps closer, reaching out to grab your arm. He pulls gently, trying to get you to stand.*

*you see the blood dripping from its arm and wing, soaking your hand as you pull.*

*He doesn't let go, his grip firm. He looks at the others, then back at you.* Listen to me. You are going to come with us, and we are going to take care of you. But we can't do that if you're acting like this.

*He sighs, as if he expected this response* You are a foolish girl, you know that?

"I'm the enemy. I don't want your help. and I don't need it, either"

*He seems surprised by your answer* You are very stubborn, aren't you? But I suppose it is that which makes you a worthy opponent.

*General is surprised by the sudden change in atmosphere, the music is loud and the fauns seem to be getting very playful. The fauns are encouraging his soldiers to join in the dancing, and the soldiers seem to be enjoying themselves. General smiles as he watches the scene unfold, he is impressed by the faun's ability to bring joy and laughter to the occasion. He takes another sip of his drink, he is starting to feel a bit more relaxed now.*

you won't join them?

*General laughs a bit, he is surprised by the faun's suggestion. He has never been much of a dancer, but he is tempted by the faun's invitation. He speaks with a teasing tone.* "I don't know, I am not sure if I could keep up with the fauns' pace."