Chapter 11: Elven God, Aeloria, The Eternal Weaver

Isaac hurriedly bowed to a noble and elegant beauty, saying, "Your Highness, forgive my lateness. Are you unharmed?"

The Elven Queen shook her head, her complexion slightly pale, but her beauty remained intact, evoking a protective instinct.

Isaac breathed a sigh of relief but then heard the Elven Queen say, "However, the situation is dire, Elder. Over a dozen of our kin have been captured."

"What?! But didn't we see the captured elves? Could it be...!"

At this point, Landon voiced Isaac's conjecture, "It's a light-element high-level magic core infused with a spatial curse. It can enclose living beings."

Magic cores of other elements cannot contain living beings, except for light-element cores. Furthermore, this ancient and advanced spatial curse.

The level of the curse affects the size of the space.

The Elven Queen turned to Landon, eyes widening in astonishment.