Ssshwak!

The sharp sound of something slicing through the air echoed through the forest.

Whenever that sound rang out, it was always followed by the same sequence of noises, almost like a predetermined melody.

Thwack!

A twisting trajectory carried by the wind, moving as fast as light.

An arrow came flying from somewhere, striking the elf archer's bow directly. The bow shattered, and ribbons fluttered in the air.

Elf Village.

The spirits, who had been observing everything, reported the situation. Evelyn, the elf acting as the announcer, shouted at the top of her lungs.

“Dancing Flames Ellowyn Talaak! Now …