Tibilia said proudly.
Mairrel did not continue to argue with her on this topic. Instead, she looked down at the forest and said,
"Take a good look, at the true forms of the Elf Chosen Ones."
The true forms?
Hearing Mairrel's words, Tibilia looked down at the forest.
In the center of the forest were five clumsy hatchling dragons, which, like her, had been pulled into the spiritual world.
Of course, like Tibilia, they too had only brought in a trace of Soul Power and the main consciousness carried on it.
However, compared to the five hatchlings curiously observing their surroundings, Tibilia was more focused on something else...
In the forest, dazzling lights sparkled continuously, like twinkling stars covering the entire world.
Each time a light flashed, an elf appeared in the forest.
One after another.
Through their habitual bouncing around, Tibilia recognized their identities.
Without a doubt, these were the Chosen Ones.
