Brewing Conflict

[The Next Day]

"The time has come, my dear sisters."

Aurora stood in front of ten Elves, all of whom were on the zenith of what could be considered a hill.

It was a high ground, with a valley stretched bellow that led to the cluster of mountains that was their goal. They had made a cave within this hill as their abode, but now they were out in the open.

The ten Elves that stood in front of Aurora had gowns that were seemingly made from patches of plants and flowers.

Their colorful attires radiated warmth and beauty, and the looks on their faces greatly complemented what they wore.

Each Elf was astoundingly beautiful. Their hair color appeared tropical, and their fair skin oozed magnificence.

Of course, their pointy ears also added to this exotic beauty.

Out of all of them, however, Aurora stood at the very top of elegance.