Xavier followed with unaccountable speed and swiftness, carrying his heavy sword on his back as if it weighed nothing. He had also picked up a pike from one of the dead man. He followed right behind Erik towards the forsaken ruins. He was perplexed by this, for he had traveled much of the world in his life and had not seen anything of ruins called Doriath. They must have passed out of his mind, for Xavier carried a detailed knowledge of many things and very unique things as well. Like the wood elf he hunted. If anyone knew what really the wood elf was, they would be terrified, for the elf was not just an elf, he had harnessed the powers of a god, and he planned to take them for himself, and with that power, he would be unstoppable. Besides, the turmoil in Anfalas would be easy to take over if he had a foot hold in their military, like the city of Elimirth which was the second largest and strongest city in all of Elimirth and home to the Anawaith Rangers.
