"Urgh," Astral groaned again, the sharp tug amplifying the pain as the arrow was yanked free from his chest by the elf queen, blood trailing in its wake.
"I'm Lisa, the elf queen and overlord of this galaxy. It would be nice if that friend of yours stopped messing with my galaxy, or I'll be forced to shoot him down as well," the elf queen stated, her smile lingering on her elegant features, a mix of warmth and warning in her tone.
"We are not done with this fight. Don't think I'll surrender this easily," Astral declared, his eyes burning with unquenched fighting spirit, determination etched in every line of his face.
"Fight? What fight? Please don't overestimate yourself," she responded lightly, her voice carrying a hint of amusement that belied her formidable presence.
"So, what exactly are you conquering my galaxy for?" the elf queen inquired playfully, tilting her head with curiosity.
