Elsabeth Holt

As Ludo ran into the camp, he could hardly miss the fact that Elsa and Sieghard were kissing hungrily on the ground, the pyromancer on top of the mercenary with a fistful of his hair in her hand. Elsa broke off the kiss with a snarl of annoyance and sprang to her feet.

"What now?" she growled, removing a lock of hair from her face.