Dark Elves Shades, elusive warriors, their obsidian cloaks enshroud them in whispers of twilight. Masters of stealth, they stalk, eyes agleam with cruel anticipation, their crossbows poised to unleash silent suffering. Shadows in the abyss, they slip through the enemy’s grasp, a phantom menace, their attacks a venomous sting from the dark’s heart. Enigmatic, deadly, they are the vengeful ghosts of the battlefield, a harbinger of doom, where terror and death are their haunting gifts.