Idiot!” Ulda shouted as he slapped the cowering Soulbinder across his face. “Mercy, master!” the elf cried. “Mercy? For you? You were supposed to await orders! You were never supposed to command your own attack! You may have wanted to gain glory, but all you've brought is ruin! Four ruined souls you've given me, not to mention the loss of two spiders, a wildcat, and a very promising Soulbinder!” Ulda was far beyond angry. Not only had this attack been a waste of lives, it had given the humans the impression that they were easily defeated. “Wild Elves, no less, alongside a handful of useless human guards! Not a sorcerer among them, yet you were driven back with heavy losses!” “Please, master,” the elf pleaded. “Let me make this up to you, please!” “Oh you will. Restrain him!” he commanded the other Soulbinders. Immediately, they all unleashed their magic upon the cowering form. He was held frozen in place, his face twisting in agony. Ulda placed a gem into his glowing orb and unleashed a bolt of lightning on his former Soulbinder.
