The Elf (16)

Just as the red sedan breached the elf tribe, thousands of miles north of the camp, it was raining heavily. In the dark forest, two groups of people were galloping through the endless meadow. The people in front were all tall and sturdy like bears. With ferocious faces, they cursed loudly speaking words no one could understand. Someone took off the ax from their waist and threw it to the back.

The ax slashed on the head of the horse in front and the horse fell neighing wildly, and the man on him was thrown far away. Most of the people chasing behind slowed down, only one horse remained unaffected, the black horse took off with its hooves, and the man on the horse rounded his bow in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning split the darkness, bright as day, and the chase on the grass was illuminated, but it couldn't be seen in those dark eyes like a deep pool.

The arrow released!––