Vincent scanned the numbers of the elves that surrounded them. There were 15 archers and 10 warriors. So those are elves huh? With long ears and beautiful faces. All of them were fully equipped with bows, arrows, swords, and shields. Even if he and his team were equipped with advanced weaponry, there is no guarantee that they'd make it out of there alive.
The best choice right now is to show that they mean no harm and to de-escalate the situation.
"Everyone, lower your weapons," Vincent ordered.
His team hesitated, glancing at one another.
"But Sir…" Alpha 5 started.
"Do it," Vincent reiterated firmly. "We need to show them we mean no harm."
Reluctantly, the team lowered their weapons, stepping back slightly to create a less threatening stance. Vincent stepped forward, his hands raised in a gesture of peace.