An Extra’s POV

The air grew increasingly tense as the army of men began to fall within sight.

Aurora stood still, her stoic demeanor unchanging for even the slightest second, as she watched the silhouettes of the humans draw closer.

They were on horses—all of whom were enchanted to move faster than normal while experiencing as little fatigue as possible.

The man at the forefront, while initially nothing but a blur, soon became a clear image for Aurora.

'He must be their leader…' She thought to herself.

He had a fur coat on—resembling the hide of a white wolf—and he had nothing else on for a shirt, so his entire chest was exposed for all to see.

His baggy trousers firmly stayed at both sides of the mount he wielded, and his long, unruly hair made him look more animalistic than man.

He had glowing orange eyes that belonged to a predator, and his determined gaze had no hint of fear.

There was no doubt in Aurora's mind.

'He's the leader. Those two who are close to him must be his captains.'

One of the men was dressed like a Mage—with a purple hooded cape covering his face, and a somehow elaborate garb that served as his entire attire.

He had jewels decorating his hands and neck, which were clearly Enchanted Items, and stuck behind him—like a spear or sword—was a gnarled staff of some sort.

The man was most likely a user of Magic, according to Aurora's analysis.

As for the second man, he had heavy armor on—from head to toe.

His face wasn't even exposed thanks to the helmet he wore. He only had his visor—meant for seeing—and punctures close to his ears and nose so he could breathe and listen.

The heavy armor he had on was obsidian black, though it had silver designs all around.

Aurora could see no blade with the man, but she knew he had to use some kind of weapon.

'Does he have an ability to conjure weapons? Or maybe he's storing them somewhere. Perhaps a Spatial Ring or something of the sort…'

Aurora knew humans were very innovative with technology, something that Elves had no experience in.

She didn't think it made their race any better than hers, though, considering what they had to do to arrive at such a precipice.

the way of Nature in their

fur coat that

had to belong to some kind of powerful Monster. By killing the

growing stronger also meant they had deprived nature of one

that they all boasted of was only possible due

It was disgusting.

even

essentially endorsing the wicked acts of mankind. The only way Aurora could justify what was going on

it anyway, even if

thanks to this mental gymnastics that she could

case, the fight draws near. I have already strengthened my resolve to do what needs to be done…

weren't fighters. They had very little to

had over them—though it wasn't a compliment to say that man was more

reason that Aurora had been hesitant to fight humans. Their prowess and endless wickedness could prove

option of peace had long since

could only be

As long as I do

were, they weren't

her hands

once more and

but were now concrete men who were not

three hundred men. They don't appear particularly threatening, but I can

and

summoned a staff out of

was an ashen staff—almost white—and she tightly gripped it while

as it came from the Elder Tree of their Elven

fact that Aurora summoned it meant

her looked shocked at her decision. However, they

the benefit of

Her thoughts echoed as her

of you will get past

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slowed down as they neared

greeted by the Dragon,

Until now…

chicks? I noticed them from afar