The entire canyon fell into silence. Only the whistling of the wind, like the sound of a woman crying, was heard.
Swish!
Elena pulled out the slender long sword at her waist.
"Phew..."
The air was very quiet. If a steel needle suddenly fell to the ground, both of them could hear it instantly.
Elena held the slender sword in her hand and nervously observed her surroundings. Meanwhile, Joelson was sitting on the sleigh, nervously recovering his magic energy.
Damn it...
Joelson cursed in his heart.