บท 531: Icicle Shower

"Princess Thessalia!"

Many elves on the Great Wall cried while everyone else widened their eyes in shock at the penetrative power of the mutated rat's ballistic lightning spikes.

Swoosh~!

Supreme Elder Haldir immediately took off from the Great Wall after equipping his vine armor and wings, flying towards the plummeting airship in hopes of saving Princess Thessalia.

"Please be safe, Princess Thessalia!" The elves quickly prayed.

In the elven camp outside of the military city, Faelyn suddenly turned towards the Great Wall, vaguely sensing something that made her heart anxious.

"Is everything alright, Your Highness? Your face looks a bit pale," An elvish man asked out of concern after placing down a barrel and wiping the sweats off his forehead.

Faelyn touched her cheeks absentmindedly before she shook her head, "It's fine. I'm just feeling a little unsettled for some reason."