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.

as primitive as it seemed, this

community could be succinctly expressed

—Beautiful.

cast their gaze on their home with pride and a strong sense of affection, they slowly shifted their gaze to a group of three humans, who were standing

three of them were smiling

gulped as she looked at the

time that humans have laid eyes on our Community before. I will surely be punished by the Esteemed Council. Unless…' Her eyes focused on Rey, whose expression of

'....'

a bit of cognitive dissonance

still desired to uphold the will of her people, as well as the rules established by the Community. However, she also wanted to do the will of the man who had managed to

these contrasting positions made her unable to

she

success in

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well enough. This is the real deal.' Rey smiled to himself as he looked at the world

this place, there were hundreds 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

with the second phase

his deal with the Elves, he had called back Kara and Emil, and the

from this place.' Rey's

this continent. Somewhere in this place is a pocket full of incredible Mana and even

all there