The elves, led by Vaelar, Aeliana, and Nyxaris, took down the Dwarven Riders by staying in a strategic location.
The warriors stood at the front and the archers at the back, secured by a tight formation from all directions.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
Their arrows pierced the dwarves' thick armor like butter in mid-air.
With their riders defeated and pulled outside the Gourd, the reinforced boars ran like there was no tomorrow.
The scene was extremely funny until the Dwarven Commander Thorden entered the fray, wielding a heavy hammer left and right, pummeling the elven warriors like wet paper.
Despite being four feet tall, his hulking physique gave him the explosive strength needed to dominate hundreds of elven warriors single-handedly.
Still, Neo did not interfere. He knew metals needed to molden over and over to make strong weapons.
Besides, he placed his full trust in the three generals.
As expected, Vaelar, the epitome of courage and valor, stepped forward.
