Coming out of the castle and descending the mountain with her army, Queen Soleria looked at the enemy soldiers. Her red eyes flashed chillingly as she looked at the commanders of the Elves and Dwarves. Soleria had never been one to blame others for one person.
Just as she never blamed the good dwarves and elves for the enemies she faced. Just as those who believed in and followed the Chaos Lord were agents of evil. Just as she knew that there should be no other distinction in the world but the distinction between good and evil.
"Queen Soleria, if you and your people surrender, we guarantee that nothing bad will happen to any of you," said Edyth, the elven commander, looking at Soleria.
The Elves always had a pleasing and graceful appearance. They had white skin that shone like moonlight, hair that resembled gold and silver, and sparkling eyes that seemed to embody the heart of nature.
