An Extra’s POV

Crunching sounds echoed atop the hills as the group climbed in silence.

The leader of the group was Gratiana, leader of the Elven Guardians of the Western Shore of the Continent. Behind her were the forty-eight Elves that she led, and all of them were ascending the rather tall hill. The deep and thick forest had grown distant behind them, and their gaze was set on something that existed beyond this final obstacle of theirs.

Finally, after reaching the top of the hill, they cast their gazes down and set their eyes on the civilization that existed below.

—The Elven Community.

The sight itself was breathtaking.

From the apex of a towering hill, one could behold the radiant world woven into the verdant embrace of nature's splendor. A mix of colors danced beneath the azure sky, as the sun's golden rays caressed the lush foliage and kissed the earth below. The community sprawled across the landscape gracefully, spreading for at least a mile, while surrounded by a barricade of flowers and lush plants. The kinds of houses that stood at the center of this plain were made seemingly out of a mix of stone and plants.

There was nowhere you would look that evidence of nature couldn't be seen.

At the center of the community was a massive structure. The compound alone took up a lot of space, but the building itself was not as small or compact as the others that surrounded it.

That was The Shrine—the place where the Elves went to worship Nature, or perhaps to commune with The Oracle.

The place appeared sacred—more sacred than the rest of the houses that littered the community. Based on sheer size and mass alone, the population had to be a few hundred thousands; a considerable figure indeed, but nothing compared to Races such as Humans whose population was at least in the millions.

The abodes here were spread-out, though, with every home having their own compound, and more than enough space for leisure.

it seemed, this place was

community could be succinctly

—Beautiful.

they slowly shifted their gaze to a group of three humans, who were standing on a completely different

Kara—all three of them were smiling

gulped as she looked at the three

on our Community before. I will surely be punished by the Esteemed Council. Unless…' Her eyes

'....'

of cognitive dissonance

to uphold the will of her people, as well as the rules established by the Community. However, she also wanted to

of these contrasting positions made her

herself, she had a

wish you good success in

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deal.' Rey smiled to

of thousands of Elves—previously a lot more before the war reached such a state of intensity. As the sunset bathed the community, he felt it depict a certain kind of beauty that a modern city could

here that I will proceed with

had called back Kara and Emil, and the former was

more than enough mineral resources, but that isn't all we can obtain from this place.' Rey's thoughts trailed as he recollected the details

that exist on this continent. Somewhere

all there was to obtain