All the body lines of the wooden-armored elf looked lifelike. Even though he was made of mana, his body was created like a god sculpting the first elf.
The bodies of the golden armored men, which looked like a single body due to their armor, looked like emotionless robots. Every movement was dull, fixed, and rigid.
The wooden-armored elf turned his head and looked at the scroll that was handed to him. Then his hands moved gracefully in front of his mouth and he coughed twice.
"Ahem, ahem." It was as if he was clearing his throat.
According to William, even the slightest movement of the golden-armored men was a cause for crisis. This elf's movements were as painful as thousands of knives stabbing into his heart. The only reason for this was the difference in strength.