Dark Elves Spearmen, a vicious wall of ebony-clad warriors, thrusting, snarling, a living, deadly bulwark. Gleaming, razor-edged spears held with cruel grace, poised for bloodshed, they revel in combat’s chaos. Fierce, relentless, their black hearts pump with the thrill of battle, a dark, malevolent tide, unyielding, unstoppable. They stride forth, dread incarnate, the bane of their enemies, shadows in the relentless storm of war.