The Elf Forest.
In a dwarf cave.
The smell of blood instantly filled the air.
Under the leadership of Usmari, the few elven mages were also casting all kinds of powerful elven magic on the Dwarven Army.
The Dwarven Army suffered heavy casualties.
On the battlefield, the terrified dwarves threw away their helmets and armor and fled in all directions.
There were even dwarves that were so scared that they could only lay on the ground. They threw away their weapons, covered their heads with their hands, and begged for mercy.
"I really don't know why the elves would protect the dwarves!"
The dwarves were greedy but timid.
When faced with the threat of death, even if the enemy was a magical beast, the dwarves would kneel and beg for mercy. However, when the dwarves were the ones holding the upper hand, they would not hesitate to even raise their sabers at the dragons that they had always worshipped.
