With the arrival of the dark elves, the situation quickly turned considerably more tense. The eyes of everyone present were glued to the dark elves, some filled with scrutiny and some filled with wariness.
After all, prior to this meeting, the dark elves had been separating themselves. The wood elves and the dark elves almost never see eye to eye, so the reactions of the other elves present were expected.
Of course, this was especially the case with Arcadia, who had been at war against the dark elves for hundreds of years. Tristan could feel that although the atmosphere of the room in general was not good, it was noticeably worse at his side.
Behind him, the old commander Sterling unconsciously put his hand on his weapon hilt, his posture on guard and ready for battle.
"Stand down, Sterling," Tristan commanded in a low voice.
