Several dozens of black-robed elves emerged from within the darkness, aiming a series of sharp arrows at Sally and Blour, as well as the elves who had just been freed.
Their leader was a middle-aged elf with a set of ordinary features. The elves were predominantly a beautiful race, so this elf stood out as a bit of an outlier. He cast his stern gaze toward the demon and orc bodies strewn all over the ground, and then glanced at the horrified group of elves before finally turning his attention to Blour and Sally.
The elf on the left was a little disheveled and her clothes were ragged and dirty, yet her stunning beauty was still quite apparent. However, he didn't recall ever seeing such a beautiful elf of her description.
Meanwhile, the elf on the right had a black veil over the lower half of her face, thereby obscuring most of her features. However, her figure and her eyes suggested that she was a fine beauty as well.
