“Intruded?” snorted Rontu, he was getting more suspicious by the second. “Bit of an odd place to make a camp site.”

“Um …” Arthur looked uncomfortable at Rontu’s statement and appeared as if he didn’t know quite what to say. His green eyes were narrowed at him, not looking as if he trusted him. Not that Rontu could blame him, Dark Elves have been known for they’re extremely violent behaviors. The former assassin had a habit of losing his temper, which was starting to thin away in the silence of the mist. Why was it so hard for this guy to say something?

“What are you doing out here?” questioned Rontu, his hand was still grasping his katana. Arthur appeared to be disgruntled by the question.

“You didn’t answer my question,” said the man, his eyebrows tense with dislike. They stared at each other for a moment. Rontu really didn’t like this, it was too fishy. If this “Arthur” wasn’t one of Nelu’s men then he would have probably told him who he was and why he was here without such hesitation. He was obviously hiding something. He must be one of Nelu’s men. Should he attack him now or wait for the man to attack first? The Dark Elf never liked waiting for other people to attack him. He preferred to take them head on. And that was what he was going to do.

Rontu whipped out his katana from underneath his trench coat lashed out at Arthur, who seemed to have known he was going to attack for he unleashed his own blade to catch his. They broke apart quickly. The Dark Elf made vertical slash at the human who dodged it and did an upper cut with his sword. The blade caught Rontu’s right arm, he growled at the injury but did not hesitate to nurse it. He’s quick, thought the former assassin. This did not settle well with him. “You just need to work on your speed.” Link’s words drifted across his mind. The Dark Elf stabbed at Arthur again who beat his sword down with his own blade. He was wide open. Rontu brought his left fist around and smacked the human in the jaw. Arthur stumbled backward and Rontu closed in with his katana.

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