Zael grabbed the elf's hair from under her, then pushed against it, forcing his face against the ground. Being on top, she had no reason to be reasonable with him. "We could have done this easy way. But you fight. You be stupid. Now, me own you." To prove her point, she started literally marking him. She brought her dagger down to his naked back, and drew blood, making light cuts along his smooth back, making a rude approximation of the horde emblem on his skin, in a very painful and devious way. Her grip was firm and relentlessness.<br/>