Mizrel tosses her head back, strands of her hair blowing in the wind. "It<em>was</em>a peaceful realm until you and yours attacked it. Thanks to your Emperor, there is war and it'll not end until your nation is shattered and cast down into ruin. So go cry somewhere else, human." Saying that, the dark elven woman took a pistol and several clips of ammunition  and medkitsfrom several corpses. Those she placed in a pouch at her waist.<br/><br/>Th hiss and flash of the lasers brought her around in a crouch. Her pistol raising up and herself chanting a spell of masking to make herself invisible.