Revealing, Distributing Remaining Boons

"You did that…?" the fourth Elf, a man in his thirties called Sergor stared at Aleron, in disbelief, but also believing because it made sense.

"I am not going to lie or hide," ALeron cleared his throat, his expression serious. "The people from both sides got killed fast because I was controlling the battlefield. I let the black and red marks die while saving yellow and white marks."

"Red and black marks?" Eustus confusedly asked.

"N-No wonder I felt something was off," Remos looked at Aleron with fear. "I wondered how my opponent suddenly couldn't dodge or use his skill to defend."

"I also remember having a similar experience, but it was in the full heat of battle," Marlina muttered before looking at Aleron, "And it's because of red and black marks?"

"What's that?" Lena asked. She was the last elf at the table. Long blond hair, looking in her mid-twenties with a shapely figure, at median-stage of primeval rank.