The Elven man opened his eyes, a sudden pain hit his senses as he felt a big bump on his head. He couldn't make sense of what was happening.. And most importantly, he felt like his legs were tied by something and as soon as his vision became clear.. He screamed loudly in fear.
Because at this moment, he was indeed hanging upside down... On top of a tower.
"Arhhhhh!!! Let me down!" he shouted in fear, his body flailing around in the air.
"Very poor choice of words." a grim voice came from his back and quickly the rope-like thing that had tied his legs loosened its grip.
"No!!!" screamed the elven man as his body was thrown down from a nearly 80 meter tall tower, ready to be swatted in the ground. But at the same time, another hooded figure, clad in grey robes had jumped down with him and was descending down albeit more organized and in proper form.
"Save me!" shouted the elven man from the top of his lungs.
