The enormous All-Knowing Tower slowly glided over the vast forests of the Elf Kingdom, casting a black shadow on the ancient trees and startling a flock of birds into flight. Soka cradled her large tiger, sitting by the edge of the tower, swinging her legs as she watched the scenery below. On the ground, narrow rivers wound like slithering snakes through the autumn reds and greens.
At this time, Lynch was discussing the future situation with the Dwarf King Barrend and others. He was trying his utmost to persuade the stubborn king before him, hoping they wouldn't fully engage in this conflict. The dwarves had already lost too many lives in the north, reducing their entire tribe's population to a very low level. Although the Dwarf King claimed that their warriors could fend off ten opponents at once, and bravely faced any challenge, Lynch said their most important task now was to increase their tribe's numbers.
