"You all are ignorant." The High Swan Priest mercilessly chided the proud elves, their nonchalance gradually turning into solemnity, as Old Liu clutched his chair tightly.
"I've seen Lord Richard's archers sniping our mages of Moore from a safe distance," Prince Benitez seriously said, "The distance was two thousand yards. The shields of the Gray Dwarf soldiers were too short, unable to provide full protection to the mages."
A collective gasp exploded from the Drow Matrons.
"My archer was an exception. Normally, a human crossbow can't fire from that far away, and human crossbow bolts cannot be equipped with Annihilation Armor-piercing magic-breaking arrows. Don't let the high priest's words startle you," Liu Zhenhan decided against throwing the chair and calmly said, "Creating Magic-breaking arrows is not easy, and no one can mass-produce them."