Was the crisis resolved?
No!
The Elven King did not leave.
An exaggerated longsword appeared in his hand, and he pierced it deeply into the ground.
Pom!
Pom!
Pom!
Spider fissures spread out in all directions.
In a short period of time, low toned sound waves penetrated the entire city and vibrated in the ears of every Elf.
All the Elves in Dark Night City, regardless of their statuses, put aside their chores and what they were doing. Even the sages complied.
Because…
It was the bellow of the Elven King's weapon.
It was the gravest call by the Elven King to gather all the Elves.
The Elves descended from the skies and looked at the Elven King in bewilderment.
William seemed to understand something.
He silently retreated and backed off.
Then he backed off even more.
The seemingly small but majestic Elven King raised his longsword and shouted, "Blackleaf Elves, listen to my order!"
