Dwarves and Elves, Mysterious Prisoner (2)

From the beginning until now, the dwarf had sent more than a hundred elves flying back, but none of them witnessed how he did it.

However, the dwarves didn't use the Warhammer next to him, otherwise, they would have already picked up their bows and swords.

"Are you elves capable of handling me? Well, forget it, all of you can come at once, so you can't say I didn't give you a chance."

The dwarf continued with his trash talk.

Upon hearing this, the elves, their eyes filled with anger, were on the verge of disregarding their principles of combat and launching a collective attack to teach the dwarf a lesson.

"Stop all of you!!!"

A furious shout made them stop in their tracks, and they all stood at attention, saluting.

"Lord Yasen, you've returned!"

Yasen walked over with his hands behind his back, looking annoyed, and gave them a fierce glare. These freeloaders couldn't even defeat a single dwarf, truly bringing shame to his face.