357 Struggle Of The Elves [Pt 1]

Freya was conflicted.

As she watched her hometown burn in fiery purple flames, she couldn't do anything but watch.

Even as she was clad in her silver armor, and her white hair fluttered in the wind.

She bit her lip in anger and frustration.

"Evil Demons…" Was all she could mutter.

The cliff she stood on was far enough that the Beasts could not hear her, and her voice wasn't loud enough to agitate anyone.

This was simply the spite she carried within herself.

The Elf Kingdom's Eastern Border had fallen prey to an onslaught of Demons.

A total amount of three hundred demons had struck them, rendering their flimsy defenses obsolete.

Unlike the Humans and Dwarves, Elves were not very keen on technology and Magic engineering.

They believed in the free Gift of nature.

And so, while they excelled well at Potions and Alchemy, they were never able to fully master the aggressive natures of Magic.