"Careful with covering each other!" said a battle captain. At the same time, he drew the specially crafted arrow that was handed to him three days ago. Unlike the sharp long arrows of the Elf Clan, this weapon gifted by Mage Lynch to the Elf Clan had a round head, with strange symbols carved onto the spherical tip. Those with extensive knowledge would notice that it included languages from both Dwarves and Drow. For the first time, the craftsmanship of artisans and the magic of Dark Elves were combined. If it weren't for the benevolent Elf Queen deliberately concealing this fact, probably no warrior of the Elf Clan would choose to use such a weapon.
"I hope this thing really works," the Elf Captain said as he bent his bow and notched an arrow. Not far in front of him, a ghost swayed its body, bypassing layers of branches and flying directly towards him. Its blurred figure was very difficult to aim at, and its erratic path posed quite a challenge for the Elf Archers.
