One-Sided Slaughter [Part 1]

Several flags carrying the emblems of the different clans fluttered in the air, as the Elven Army stood side by side. 

Elandorr stood on a raised platform at the center of the Army Formation along with the important people of the Silvermoon Continent.

"Today is the day where we will show the world that we will not allow ourselves to be hunted down as slaves!" Elandorr shouted. 

""Yes!""

"We will never again allow ourselves to be treated as tools by the Humans!" Elandorr raised his hand. "We will show them that we are the superior race!"

""Yes!""

"Today, we march to war! A war that will make the world tremble when they speak our names! We are the Elves of the Silvermoon Continent!" Elandorr roared. "Glory be to the Elves!"

""Glory be to the Elves!""

Elandorr unsheathed his sword and pointed it at the City of Gladiolus in the distance.

"Victory!"

""Victory!""

"Elves of the Silvermoon Continent! Charge forward!"