The moment the battle truly began, Poseidon knew he'd made a mistake. A huge one! These guys looked ordinary, but when they attacked, each one was more ruthless than the last!
Vladimir, manipulating a puppet radiating divine aura, madly devoured Poseidon's source, strengthening himself.
The Nature Elf Envoy stood in the distance, drawing her bow and arrow, taking her time with each shot. But every arrow severely wounded Poseidon, tracing a brilliant arc of light across the sky. These were her spoils, collected by Bilbo for their 70/30 split later. The bow and arrow, crafted from the source of a top-tier elven envoy, were comparable to SSS-grade equipment.
