His little Angel
"Elves all have roles they play, today we are going to find out yours. Are you moon elf, a snow, a grey, a wild, a night, a aquatic, a deep elves, there are a lot."
Meara brought out a dagger from her pouch as she lounge towards Madeline.
Madeline shifted dodging Meara attack,
"How is this supposed to help me..."
Madeline could only block, anything else about fighting madeline didn't have any idea.
Meara chuckled and lounge even faster, in pace that Madeline couldn't keep up with.
Madeline blocked as wiped the sweat on her forehead, she could sense that Meara wasn't playing with her attacks.
Damien was there to watch in case Meara made a wrong move.