I walked along the path through the forest and wanted to spit on all the demons of the Territory put together. A purple fire burned in my hand, lighting my way. Being descended from a clan of High Elves - the most talented elves in the Theory-I had no need to fear for my safety. Our natural closeness to the elements of Nature gave us such strength that it made us practically invulnerable to ordinary mortals and any lower dishonor. Back at the Academy of Magic, I learned how to summon the element Phantom, set up an Ice shield, and hit the enemy with an Ice wall. But none of that mattered now. All I wanted was to settle down in eternal oblivion, taking as many of my enemies with me as possible.