"I understand the implications now. You're something of an anomaly," she said, her tone steady but edged with something sharp. "I didn't even begin to grasp what just happened earlier. At first, you made it easy for us—too easy. Then you went out of your way to pour salt into the wound by showing us exactly what you're capable of. Just as I thought… you're an anomaly in this forest, Elven Fucker."
Her words lingered in the air, heavy and deliberate, like she wanted them to sink in. The title didn't sound like an insult anymore—it felt more like a reluctant acknowledgment.
"Please, don't say it like that," I replied, letting out a slow breath. "I love all women equally, no matter where they come from or what they are."
"So you don't discriminate, huh?" she asked.
