Blood Elves Vs Night Elves Novels & Stories

Hundreds more performed basic tasks of maintenance and settling in for the afternoon and night, but each kept an eye on the forest. “This isn’t the entire Legion,” Rufus noted, looking the men over, not the forest. “Naw,” Porcius said, mouth full of deer. “All the bigger pieces of artillery and machines are slower to reach us. Thousands stayed for that deliberate trek. A boring assed walk for true, but better than quick time marches any day.” Rufus asked his master, “Will the beasts come again tonight?” All eyes went to August, “The leaders seem to think that they won’t, confident that the numbers of this portion of the Legion will scare them away.”

They wanted something like that for themselves, but Giselle ended up with Antonio. The siblings could do nothing to stop the arranged mating. He still remembered the day their mating was arranged. The war had done so much damage to their Kingdom and many Elves went into hiding. Elves were stronger and had good combat skills. However, their chances were slim against the combined forces of the Vampires and witches. The magic of Elves was entwined with nature and they used it only for good. The damage they could do to their enemies was much less when compared to the dark magic that almost turned the Elven land barren.

When he opened his eyes, Vyrelen opened his eyes too so he could look at Erezhul and see what he was thinking about all of this. "These will be my Nightweavers," Erezhul said, and there was a satisfied smile on his face as he looked at all the shadow creatures that were now frozen in ice around them. "They will be my personal army when I need them to fight for me." Vyrelen looked around at all the Nightweavers that were sitting frozen in the cave, and he could tell that they were much more powerful and dangerous than anything Erezhul had created before. "How many of them did you make?" he asked.

While the young chief was proceeding forward along with his followers, a young ellon with five companions was awaiting for them like some hungry wolves for its delicious prey to the left side of the valley. They were wearing the very same black armor like the dokkalfars, their hairs and eyes were pitch dark, but their facial appearance and skin color were the same as other elves and were as handsome and beautiful as normal elves.

The dark elves—they thrive on death and destruction, pulling their power from the suffering of others. Mermaids and men are the closest thing to a water elf out there, but I don’t seem to have any gills or a tail, so I don’t think that’s it. Fire elementals harness the fury of life, destroying everything in their wake. Less is known about them than any other subspecies. No, I’d bet I’ve got forest or dark elf blood. Not that I fully know what that means or how it might interact with my werewolf abilities. I swing my feet off the bed. This cell has an actual bed frame, a table, a chair, and even a small window slit. Soft morning light filters through. I drag my bed over to it, trying to get a

Melody explained, and Elara noticed that. Elara couldn't help but notice the stark difference between the Forestheart and Nightraven packs. The Forestheart operated as a cohesive group, while the Nightraven appeared more independent. But upon closer inspection, the Nightraven moved together as a unit, even when they were apart, unlike the Forestheart, which seemed to fall apart when Elijah wasn't around, scattering its members. "Are you impressed with your new Alpha yet? You'll be even more impressed with us when you see how chaotic we can get. Those little shows you witnessed earlier? Just scratching the surface, haha," Melody replied, and Elara couldn't help but feel excited.

came a question from the elf thus breaking the antagonizing silence between them. One thing that elves always watched out for was the vampire race as this race was their mortal enemy. The vampires preyed on them for their blood. The blood of an elf could make lots of wonders and one of them is to prolong the life span of a vampire aside from healing them from any injuries. Since the elves were immortal beings, their blood was much more valuable than anything in Hetonaia. However, not all elves possessed the valuable traits as only elves with golden eyes held much greater prowess but, sadly, golden-eyed elves were hard to find because humans also hunt them. Luveas said nothing. After a while

Soren's second-in-command, a fierce vampire named Vex, nearly challenged me to a duel when one of my wolves accidentally insulted their kind. I called a halt. "Everyone. Stop." They turned to me, still bristling with tension. "This isn't working," I said. "We all know it. But here's what else we know… Thorin has hundreds of warriors. Well-trained. Well-fed. Loyal out of fear, but loyal nonetheless. We have maybe seventy. Half wolf, half vampire. If we fight each other, we die. If we fight together, we might. might..survive."

My heart is racing and adrenaline floods through me. “Do you hear anything else?” I flick my eyes to Lucas’s face. “There’s no way this is over yet.” “No,” he agrees. “It was too easy. Almost like it was testing us.” “And now that it knows it’s up against a vampire and a witch, they’re going to pull out all the big guns.” I close my eyes and shake my head. “Let’s just hope it’s not hellhounds again.” The floorboards creak and Lucas turns, looking at something I can’t see in the dark.

They have their own dragons which are tamed from a very young age. The elite knights may look very beautiful, classy and elegant at first glance but the real nature of elves in war are of ferocious beasts. They burn everything in their way with magic spells. Even ten elite knights are enough for thousands of average Knights. I'm grateful for my grandfather's blessing. He offered me hundred elite knights so that I can swipe off the existence of vampires. It will be genocide but leaving even a single vampire alive is dangerous. When my mother and father defeated the vampires once, they left the rest alive. Who are now attacking other kingdoms.