When the spell weavers were ready, the scouts sprung the trap, taking down most the dark elves with their bows, before closing to finish off the rest with swords, it was at this point that Anna burst from her hiding place, her golden armour glinting in the beams of sunlight between the trees.<br/><br/>Some of the dark ones did react the same way as their cousins, and were captured.  The spell caster attempted magic to fight off the attack, and then to flee but it was pointless.  Anna moved to him, noticing him take his dagger and attempt to end his own life, she shouted stop in the ancient tongue while rapidly closing the gap, and knocking the blade from his hand with her sword tip.