Then, just like a row of dominoes, once the first Elf Ranger put down their bow and arrows and chose to surrender, it seemed as if their spirits had collapsed.
The second one!
The third one!
The fourth, fifth, sixth!
More and more Elf Rangers were losing the courage to fight.
Soon, as the number of Elves still clutching their Ranger Bows and Arrow Quivers dwindled, those who still wished to resist became increasingly uncertain.
In such a state, sweat dripped down their faces now and then, making them look as if they had been soaked in water, all damp.
Kael suddenly remembered something and chuckled, "Speaking of which, that group of Denisians is quite interesting. It seems they thought they wouldn't be attacked by hiding at the back, but when I saw them all clustered together, I just cast a 'Sky Fall' spell on them.
So, if you're thinking of stalling for time until the Denisians' undead legions come to rescue you, I suggest you don't bother waiting...
