The group split up swiftly. They had all been to this village before and knew the location of every gate.
A large-built elf led the team heading north, walking directly ahead of Vakua. Judging by his massive frame, Fian was certain the elf was a defense-type Liner.
With their speed and agility, it didn't take long for them to reach the northern gate, which also served as the village's main entrance.
The situation was dire.
Archers and ranged-type Liners were desperately trying to keep mistwights from advancing, preventing them from reaching the elves engaged in close combat with dozens of mistwalkers.
But doing so meant they couldn't help the elves who were being overwhelmed by sheer numbers.
One mistwight had already gone rampant, charging straight toward an elf and snapping its jaws at him.
These monsters felt no pain.
They advanced relentlessly.
Several mistwalkers were also seen dragging fallen elves toward the forest.
Abductions.
Fian extended his hand.
