Chương 100: Dark Elven Witch

Now, in the present, Volk stood frozen in his spot.

However, his eyes narrowed intently as he scanned the shadows for the source of the voice.

It was feminine, smooth and sounded like there was a tone of mocking in it, yet with an underlying tone of authority that made the hairs on his neck stand up was combined with it too.

He turned, immediately, his body tensed, and his gaze settled on a figure emerging from the darkness.

She was tall and slender, her skin a deep, dusky hue that seemed to drink in the dim light of the catacomb.

Her eyes gleamed with an eerie glow, a cold and calculating intelligence dancing in their depths. Her hair, long and as dark as midnight, cascaded down her back, interwoven with silver strands that shimmered like stars caught in the night sky.