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.

Nature in their selfish

coat that Fenrir wore,

to some kind of powerful Monster. By

meant they had deprived nature

that they all boasted of was only possible due

It was disgusting.

even we

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

have done it anyway, even if we didn't desire

gymnastics that she could at

fight draws near. I have already strengthened my resolve to do what needs to be

They had very little to no

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

Their prowess and endless wickedness could prove to be their greatest strengths when

of peace

could only

may have to use sheer violence, and I'm prepared for that. As long as I do not

were, they weren't deserving of

her

once more and noticed the obvious

distant, but were now concrete men who were

They don't appear particularly threatening, but I can not dismiss their

closed her eyes and gave a deep

slowly and summoned a staff out of

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

it came from the

it meant that she

Elves behind her looked shocked at her decision. However,

actions were for the benefit of the

Her thoughts echoed as

of you will

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his army slowed down as they neared

had expected to be greeted by the Dragon, but so far

Until now…

chicks? I noticed them from