There was silence from the forest, before a male drow stepped out into view.

"Interesting." he said.

"It's clear that you truly ARE more than meets the eye." he commented.

"Looks like I'll need to actually put some effort into this." he then said further, cracking his neck slightly, and shaking his hands a little to loosen them up.

"So let's play then, shall we?" he asked, as he suddenly became surrounded by a potent crimson red aura.

He just shrugged in response.

"It's nothing personal." he said.

"I just want someone to play with." he told her.

"And you seem fun." he reasoned.

"Don't look too deeply into it." he went on.

"Besides, consider it an honour to have the attention of a drow." he added, cockiness and pride in his tone.

The drow narrowed his eyes as she said what she did.

"Hm. It seems some of the insects have gotten full heads in the absence of the drows." he commented.

"Guess a little reeducation is needed." he finished.

He then flared his crimson mana out, and long tendril-like extensions shot out from his aura.

They then charged right towards Demi, aiming to spear her.

The drow didn't seem to react to her diving in for an attack, but more of the sharp tendrils emerged from the aura that surrounded him.

He narrowed his eyes, and the tendrils quickly crisscrossed in front of him, almost forming a net of mana.

"Hmph." he muttered.

"Impudent." he said, as the net shot forward, his aim to entangle her and control her.

He winced in pain as he felt the blade pierce him, but stood his ground.

The tendrils then swirled around both himself and Demitra, as they started to form a dome.

"You little..." he growled.

"You think you're all that, just because you can fight, eh?" he asked.

"Well, good. You'll make for good entertainment." he said further, as the dome closed in.

The elf froze where he was when the blade slashed him again.

"A... ah..." he sputtered, the words barely audible.

"A... ack... a-ah..." he stuttered further, before collapsing to his knees, and then to his hands.

He coughed and sputtered again, as he started to shake and quiver.

It was clear that Demi had delivered a very serious blow to him.

The drow choked and coughed in response, before Demi felt the ground start to rumble underneath her.

A few seconds after it started, dozens of the red tendrils came out of the earth, and towered above her.

They paused for a brief moment, before some of them started to pierce straight for her... while others started to flail about close to her, while outer ones started to build up another dome... this one stronger than before.

It seemed this drow was NOT giving up... it was a matter of pride, now.

Once the tendrils were in her, they had a mental connection.

'Shut up.' he replied.

'I will show you that we drows get what we want.' he told her.

'I will prove to you our superiority!' he then declared.

With that, she felt the mana in her start to spread inside her, trying desperately to wrest control away from her.

'And you will pay for your insolence!'

'I can command you to save me.' he responded.

'I can force you to take me somewhere to be saved and healed.' he told her further.

'And there, I will control all the others!' he continued, as his influence grew stronger inside her.

'From there, I will extend my control! I will control the entire populace!' he then said further.

'The world will learn why we drows are to be FEARED AND RESPECTED!' he finished, before there was a massive pulse of mana within her, and she felt herself fall completely under his control.

'There... now... take me to where I can be-' he started to order her, before his hold broke, and the mana within her severely weakened... as he started to violently cough up blood.

'Damn it, no!' she heard in her mind.

'I command you! Take me to where I can be healed!' he ordered.

But, even though she felt some poking at her brain to do so, it wasn't as compelling as the drow would have liked.

He coughed again, and the mana weakened even more, before the ones that were piercing her started to fade from existence.

'No, no, no, no, NO!' the drow screamed mentally, before he couldn't even physically hold himself up... so he fell to his stomach.