The soldiers were busy with their tasks.
An archer walked to the dead bandit's body to pluck out the two arrows he had shot. A few of them walked back to retrieve the bodies of the other 6 bandits. And the remaining was resting on the rocks and grass when one of the female soldiers cried out-
"Miss Aleria, we have an elf here."
There was not a single soldier who's brows did not frown. The words that fell in their ears were that difficult to believe.
Except for those who already had an assigned task, all others ran to the soldier who cried out loud. When the saw that the boy among the chained ones was indeed an elf, inaudible murmurs began to rise.
"Soldiers, stand back!"
A thunderous shout caused the soldiers to retreat. It was the recognition of the voice that made them fall back, not the sudden shout. The retreated soldiers formed a line on either side and a figure walked towards the child cowering in fear.
