If not for the pointed ears, ethereal beauty, and otherworldly aura unique to Elves, they might have suspected that these were merely humans in disguise.
The sheer number of them was simply too astonishing, tens of thousands, an amount that rivaled the population of a human noble's Territory.
But what truly unsettled the knights and mages wasn't just the numbers. It was the fact that every single nature elf they saw was a trained warrior, their ranks clearly structured.
The elven archers were all at the fourth circle, while those mounted on panthers, an even more formidable force, had reached the fifth circle.
Their disciplined formations and synchronized movements resembled a well-trained army rather than a peaceful settlement.
Mage Gorren's voice was heavy with disbelief. "What in the world happened to the Elves? Just last month, there were fewer than a thousand of them here. Now their numbers have grown more than tenfold!"
