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"Here they come…"
The stench of an unstoppable army tingled the noses of all the Elves who stood, prepared to engage with their opponents.
They had determined faces, depicting how willing they were to die for their nation—even with no hopes of a revival.
The Elven army stood right outside their city gate, and they filled the plains that made up the distance between their outskirts and the capital. All the Elf civilians were safely tucked into the Capital, so the soldiers knew full well that the only thing that stood between their enemy and them… was them.
The Elf Queen led the army at the forefront—her daughter and the head of army both bravely standing beside her. Aurora was comforted to have both Freya and Clara with her, but she also wondered what the intensity of the battle would do to them.
Would this be the last time she would see them? Aurora couldn't help but wonder.