Perhaps tellara had over reacted? Had she let their differences get between them? She hoped not. She had wanted to trust the Horde, now that they were on the same side, finally, but perhaps it was just Eladir. Tellara, telling the truth, would have to say that she was more than a bit worried, scared even, by the blood elf's actions. She wanted to make this right again, so she decided to speak up after her little outburst. "Eladir... I'm sorry, but please, just tell me what you're--" Tellara yelped in shock before she could finish. She gasped as Eladir's glowing hand moved up her stomach, like a caress of fire as she felt his hands flare with heat as hot as a molten forge. Her body began to move again, trying instinctively to twist away from the blazing heat of Eladir's magic, struggling at her bonds. "Please...!" She panted frantically as the hand as hot as Ragnaross slid over her. "Please stop it!" She cried, settling down as the pain flared through her body when she tried to move. Tellara was very confused now. She was sure Eladir wouldn't do this if he knew it would hurt her, but it occurred to her at this point that she knew nothing of the mysterious blood elf, not past his name.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>