Underneath one of the countless large, expansive branches of the Tree of Fate, many wooden houses were lined up in a haphazard manner, surrounded by lush plants and vibrant flowers.
The atmosphere in the quaint town was bustling and spirited, despite its small size compared to the numerous grand cities of the elven race that thrived under the vast canopy of the Tree of Fate.
In the middle of that very town, a small circular arena with sand covering the ground was set up. Inside that arena, a beautiful young elven woman with amber eyes and honey-colored hair, along with a man of a similar age with green hair and brown pupils, were engaged in combat.