224 Cat and Mouse 5yr

Translator: Vicky_Editor: Vicky_

"There's someone approaching in front!"
Behind a thicket of bushes, the Occult Dark Elf popped his head out and twitched his nose in the air.
"There's a strong smell of blood…" the Dark Elf reported. "There's the smell of human blood…and the blood of our kind…There's the stench of the evil God of Light as well."
The bush behind him rustled, and out emerged another Occult Dark Elf.
"Our comrades must've been injured, Darco," he urged. "We must go and help them."
Right after speaking, the Occult Dark Elf swiftly rushed forward.
The one called Darco hesitated for a while. In the past, he would've followed behind his comrade without the slightest pause. But now, there was a thick smell of bloodthirst in the air that was so intense that it gave him an ominous sense. There was another rustling noise behind him. Another fellow Occult Dark Elf had emerged and quickly followed the first one. He was surprised to see Darco still standing there not moving.
"Darco, what are you waiting for?"