The elves are still busy with the war; getting the weapons ready, healing the wounded, relaying information, writing reports, increasing the defenses, delivering supplies.
They all worked tirelessly, almost like ants inside the hill.
"Out of the way," one of the elves said as they ran out of the armory, forcing the twins to step aside.
"We should go to the frontlines soon," Luke said.
"But we haven't received any orders yet," Loki sighed.
"There you are, Alexander is looking for you two and where's Brennan?" Kendra asked.
Loki shrugged, "I have no idea. We haven't seen him in a while."
Kendra sighed, "Where could he be?"
Kendra shook her head, "Anyway, I think we will have to join the battle soon. The elven army is shorthanded and with Darius still in the mission with Eldric, so the army is barely keeping up with the work."
"Sorry what? Did you just say, Darius, is already out on another mission?" Loki asked.
