"Demon-ravaged lands?" Swallowing hard. "Oh how wonderful..."
The sarcasm dripping from the Elf's lips is tinged with more than a little fear.
"We shall, of course, do our duty to protect the Society's interests, even if those interests lie in such a treacherous realm."
Sighing inwardly, she wonders to herself how the short-lived races ever survived so long in the face of these malevolent threats.