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Vanelee rushed to where he heard the falling of water, a water source.
'This has to be where Nina went.' the elf thought to himself as the waterfall came into sight. The beauty of the scene caught him by surprise as he closed in on the pool, and it took him a few seconds to register what he was seeing.
NINA! His young mage stood waist deep in the pool, her wet hair matted down over her cheast, concealing its treasures. At first she looked alarmed and ready to fight, but the elf saw her eyes warm as she realized who the intruder was.
BEAUTY! For a few moments the elf completely forgot that the enemy was qucikly advancing upon their position. He could only stand, his mouth half way open, and admire his Nina in all her beauty.
Then, regaining his focus, Vanelee's cheeaks turned crimson red and he immediately turned his back to avert his gazing eyes.
"I'm sorry Nina...." the elf stammered, highly embarassed. " It's just that....."
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