The small cavern ended to what seemed like a tunnel of light, and a cold breeze entered to the Cave:

She didn't minded the cold, or that the light hurted her eyes...

With her eyes closed, and tears in them, she abandoned the cave:

She was barefoot in the snow, and the blizzard blow away the sheet she used as a cover, leaving her naked...

She didn't minded, as she was crying of happiness... After an eternity of hopeless, doomed shadows and darkness as a slave in the underworld, she was, once again, being embraced by the winds of the mountains where she was born and raised.
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"Is she stupid or what?" said a ranger, as they stepped out of the small cavern, a secret access of the Underworld of Kazrrad they discovered the last spring. "She have no shame, or don't know what frostbite mean?"

"Easy, leave her enjoy the moment" answered the mountain elf Lieutenant... he really also was happy of feeling the revitalizating blizzard, in comparison to the opresive windless tunnels of Kazrrad "But meanwhile, search some clothes and shoes of her among the ranks..."

"Yes sir"

"Also, get some for our drow guests"

By then, all the mountain elf scouts where outside of the cavern, smiling and joking, along with two drow captives shaking...

"Five minutes! Then we need to head back urgently to the army of the King of the Hill!!"

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