"Who are you?"
A blonde elf aimed his bow at Arthur, Agatha, and Jake, who had entered their village through the portal. But, of course, elves would be responsible for caring for the portal, so the moment they passed through it, the elves were already there.
"I thought they would be friendly to us," thought Arthur, looking for ways to leave if the situation got worse, but then, one of the elves there recognized Agatha!
"Agatha? Is that you?"
"Uncle Aubron? You look so different!"
It had been a long time since Agatha had visited the elven village. Despite the elves barely aging, they sometimes changed their looks, hair, and beard, so Agatha did not recognize her uncle at first glance.
When the other elves realized it was someone Aubron knew, they relaxed their bows and stopped aiming at them. Arthur was also relieved by the situation, as he was worried those elves would attack him.
"You cannot play with the elves," he thought.