Her eyes scanned the unrecognisable bodies, desperately searching for her caring uncle.
Simultaneously, Selene pointed at a foaming elf as his voice thundered, commanding the little girl, "We can still save him! Heal him!"
His ghostly body moved like the wind, leaving behind an afterimage as he gently cradled a bloodied male. With his torn facial features and cut ears, he looked nothing like the elegant members of their species, causing Selene to grit his teeth in fury.
Since he came from a distant past, he didn't have many prejudices against humans. However, he took pride in his origins. Seeing one of his descendants reduced to this state felt like an insult to all elves. He would have waged war without hesitation against his entire country if a human or dwarf committed such a heinous act.
