Amidst the battleground, the Elven King is among the elven soldiers fighting in the war.
He is fighting a Jotnar. Although he is small compared to the size of the Jotnar, he is powerful. He could take it to go toe to toe. But, of course, he has the divine weapons of the race with him.
Armor, a sword as well as the crown. Together, the three are a set from ancient times.
However, their strength could not be fully displayed because the authority of the Moon Goddess has long been wiped out.
She had been long dead. Or so as Allen thought.
Meanwhile, the Elf King dashed towards the Jotnar and swung his sword on it. However, as he was too small, he could barely injure it.
However, he was not worried about that because he is not alone.
Indeed, because in the next second, arrows came flying on the Jotnar.
Amidst the battle, the Jotnar was forced to defend against the arrows because it knew that it was fired from the divine bow of the elves.