After Catherine self-destructed, a powerful evil aura entangled the giants, forcing them to slow down.
Murphy thought this was a good opportunity for a surprise attack.
But the elves didn't listen to him. They all knelt on the ground, crossed their arms in front of their chests, and chanted in elvish to the Tree of Life, begging it to save their lives.
Murphy looked at them and said in a low voice, "Rather than placing all your hopes on others, why don't you come with me to fight?"
Old Milo shook his head. "No, our arrows can't penetrate the skin of the giants at all. We're no match for them. We'll only die if we rush down."
"How will we know if we don't try?!"
Old Milo was still stubborn. The other elves also expressed their unwillingness to go down the mountain.
As much as they hated to admit it, the truth was that they were very afraid of the giants.
