Ch 14: Dracendale

Previously, a team of ten elves was chasing down seven dokkalfars, which was the very team that was led by Alfgeir.

While chasing or being chased, all of them were using various types of magic spells to fight, but the bows and arrows that were made of pure magic were their main weapon.

The Eladrin Court’s elite soldiers were using magical golden bows and arrows to attack, while the dokkalfars were using pitch-black magical bows and arrows to counter. But it seemed those black weapons were quite powerful. Whenever the black arrows hit something, the arrows would transform into black flames and the things which were being hit would burn to a crisp instantly.

A black arrow hit an Eladrin Court soldier named Foste in his right eye before he could even notice the arrow. And in a few seconds, he turned into a cindered black corpse.

"Those damned Dokkalfars!" Alfgeir took his position behind a tree while warning others, "Beware of those arrows. If it hits you, you will be dead beyond rec