"How annoying. Why does my partner have to be that homicidal maniac Beta?"
Half an hour had passed since Beta killed one of her companions. During that half an hour, all the elves still rested at that spot. Some hunted a few animals and mixed them with plants before cooking them; no one dared to criticize Beta's actions.
Delta sat on a protruding rock a little further away. She put a sour wild fruit into her mouth and sighed unhappily.
As the only woman in the assassination unit, Elder Daphne treated her very well. Some of the assassins who ranked lower in the team also adored her. That led to a good childhood for her, there were often male elves who gave her gifts, but she was not satisfied with them. Instead, she envied those ordinary elven girls.