Draven and Erlos arrived at the enormous graveyard where thousands upon thousands of supernatural beings could be seen standing under the bright morning sun.
'This is what Lvenor had been reduced to.'
Before this vast wasteland earned the name Netherfields, this place used to be the main city of the High Elves, Lvenor.
Amongst the proud elves, the High Elves were excessive lovers of art, always demanding stone masons for the most luxurious materials and artisans for creations nothing short of the best, that was why numerous beautiful houses and creative architectures were built in their city.
Lvenor was once the most magnificent city of Agartha, even rivaling that of human empires of the past.
However, at this moment, not even the ruins of their fallen city had remained. The once blood-soaked soil became covered with grass, and now, there was nothing but vast green fields covered with the gravemarkers and tombstones of everyone who died.
