An Extra’s POV

[Meanwhile… ]

Within the grand hall of the Esteemed Council, an air of tension hung heavy like a shroud.

The room, adorned with intricate wood carvings and delicate tapestries depicting the symbols and lore of their people, now seemed to sag under the weight of the gathering.

Tall, slender pillars rose to support a vaulted ceiling, dimly lit by ethereal orbs that cast long, ominous shadows across the polished marble floor.

At the heart of the chamber stood a circular table of dark oak, encircled by high-backed chairs carved with intricate Elven motifs.

Each seat was occupied by a member of the council, their expressions veiled in a cloak of concern and weariness. The only sound was the soft rustle of parchment and the occasional creak of leather as they shifted uncomfortably in their seats.

The atmosphere crackled with an unspoken tension, as if the very air itself held its breath in anticipation of the weighty decisions to come.

Outside, the wind moaned mournfully through the ancient trees, adding to the sense of foreboding that permeated the hall.

Despite the elegant surroundings, there was a dreariness to the scene, a sense of disillusionment that clung to the councilors like a stubborn shadow. The weight of their responsibilities bore down upon them, etched into the lines of their faces and the weary slump of their shoulders.

"The Dragon Invasion has become a horrific blight upon this land." The High Elder, current leader of the Council spoke up.

She looked so youthful despite her ancient mannerisms and tone. Her fading purple hair shone like flowers, and while she was an exquisite beauty, her face was currently clouded with worry and pain.

"Those monsters just claimed hundreds of our Sisters in the recent struggle. Recapturing the Northern Stronghold seems impossible at the moment."

Most of the fellow Elders that sat there said nothing.

What more could they add to the despairing situation that now formed a dark cloud over the Elves and their holy land?

This was a grand catastrophe that threatened to destroy them all.

Still, the overwhelming silence of many did not stop a few from leaking out their thoughts in silent grumbles and whispers.

"It wasn't always like this…"

"Those evil bastards… why won't they just die?"

upon this land. It's no wonder

back and suffered losses, things were never as bad as this. After they got their hands on certain technologies and Items, they even gained an upper hand and were closer to winning the war

Victory was assured!

changed when

Dragons is the problem. Not only are they functionally immortal, but they

for those who were

Elves have to deal with a problem like this, so they were at a loss

were passed among the members of the Council as the Esteemed Elders, many of whom were yet to even join the battle, complained and

all of this happen—patiently enduring the noise until she could no longer take it

"This is stupid…"

towards the familiar

face and deep glare were also some of her recognizable traits, so

than anything, though, her poor choice of words caught the attention—and inevitably, the displeasure—of the rest of the

presence of the Council." The Head Elder spoke, her voice echoing a lack of tolerance that everyone in the room also displayed towards Aurora's earlier

but the intention behind them remains genuine!" Aurora rose to her

here discussing these matters with inaction, many more of our

due to what she had been told, or how

she had personally witnessed

Witnessed hundreds of my Sisters perish, and I could barely escape with my

date, her survival and their demise

current situation won't change anything! We need to take

do you suggest?" Once again, the Head Elder spoke on behalf of pretty

should deal with the humans

Elders heard this, they groaned and shook their heads in disapproval.

"Hear me out, please!"

sacred rules! We must not deal with them, for it is

we perish by

Oracle wills it, so

gasped, almost in exasperation, reminded of the very reason why she

wasn't the only one reminded

for those months has

glare was deep, a sharp response to Aurora's