Footsteps resonated behind him. Beside him. Above him. Elves danced across the undergrowth and through the trees. Jin stopped as his feet tipped over the edge of a plateau. The elves slid to a halt, one by one appearing beside him. He glanced back and forth at them and then to the ground below. Trees sprouted high and between them was Stellan forces marching. One man carried a cage with a family of owls huddled within it.
The elves stood ready to dive. One looked over their shoulder back at Jin. Their eyes were ablaze with anger. Jin nodded back and glared down at his feet and the drop to the forest below. Rubble skipped from the ledge as his toes inched over. Specks clanked atop the rocks below and one of the missionary s' armor.
Jin jumped from the ledge. The wind whipped across his face. One by one the elves dove off, leaving a trail of leaves behind them suspended in the air. Light bounced off their armor. Jin’s spear flickered in the sun.