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The sounds of explosions and blades clashing echoed throughout Elvenheim’s outer village, covered in flames and smoke. It had become a warzone of dragons, angels, and demons attacking from the sky, and beastfolk, orcs, centaurs, and other races invading from the ground. Others also joined the attack like hyenas, hoping to earn Karma and contribution points as well.
“Stop them! Reinforcements will arrive soon!”
“Don’t let them approach the Mother Tree!”
“Master Keter! Please save us!”
Countless elves, mostly grey elves, charged at the enemies to stop them. Fortunately, the heads of the thirty-two bloodlines were keeping the powerful enemies at bay.
“I do not understand why a noble dragon like yourself is coveting someone else’s possession,” said a robust, elderly elf with hazy white eyes, whose white beard reached his belly button, to a large, red entity in the sky—it was Adi Dahak.
“Someone else’s possession?!”
“How does the Earthquake Stone that a human possesses!”
“Belong to the elves?!”
Burning vapor was emitted from Adi Dahak’s mouth each time her three heads spoke.
“I have no idea what you’ve been talking about since earlier… Does Echion truly wish to wage war against Sefirot?” the elf asked.
“How dare you speak of Echion?!”
“You are sorely mistaken if we are like those cowards of Redeo!”
“Since it has come to this, we will also take the elves’ Race Stone!”
Flames appeared from inside Adi Dahak’s three mouths. It was a sign of a Breath, the dragons’ exclusive ability.
“Dammit,” the elderly elf, Chokmah, hastily drew out mana and Nature Force.
He thought, Master Keter… You must come to a decision! If you wish to start a war, I will act as the muzzle of your cannon by beheading this arrogant dragon!
The situation in the surroundings was no different.
“Ohoho! Where is that commendable human named...
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