No...
It's not just the dying words of this Grand Mage Furry Enthusiast, but more like the last will of the whole Elf Empire to the world.
They once fought.
They succeeded.
The elves ruled over this world more thoroughly than those dragons who only loved gold and silver treasures.
They once occupied the sky, the land, the sea; every corner of the world was covered by their footprints.
They wielded great power.
Not only did they create terrifying weapons, but they also applied this power to every aspect of life, allowing every citizen of the Elf Empire to enjoy the same glory.
They once existed and should have etched profound marks in the history of the entire world.
But in the end, they also failed.
Countless victories led the elves astray, the ever-growing greed made them misjudge their limits.
Ultimately, it guided them to an irretrievable end.
In the end, they chose their own fate.
Groveling? Fleeing in disgrace?
That should not be the end for a proud race.
