Before they could attack, the orcs arrived and threw their axes at them to help me. Thanks to that, the elves' attacks were stopped, and I didn't become a porcupine of arrows.
"Sweep the floor with them, boys."
The orcs roared again as they dropkicked the elves and then grabbed their weapons. At that distance, the elves had no choice but to equip their magic weapons and block the attacks. Just like before, the swords repelled them and their attacks with a blast of wind, but soon I bombarded their faces with Envious Flame, and soon they stopped that.
"Surrender now, pretty boys and girls. I will almost feel guilty of destroying your pretty faces if you keep doing this."
The elves grunted in annoyance at my mocking words, and they ignored that because more of their allies were approaching from the sides and began to snipe my orcs. There was no time for them to recover… a single arrow on the head was that effective.