The tension between the two armies could melt mountains and freeze oceans. Neither of the armies were blinking, afraid that one would have an arrow stuck on their heads if they do.
And in this conflicting calmness, the sovereigns of the two races advanced forward to the center of the field. With their trusted aides on the side and their greatest warrior.
For the Queen of the Elves, it was her advisor, and a warrior covered in a green cloak. Ilrina was also following behind them.
For the King of the Humans, it was her daughter and perhaps the strongest mage in the country, Sofia. Sofia was dragging what one could only assume is a man, fully covered and hidden in cloth.
With the two sides nearing each other, the silence their armies grew.
"I see you look as beautiful as always, Queen Silvia", the Human King greeted as soon as they were in a considerate distance.
