Upon hearing the confirmation from the Old Half-Elf, Ruth's starry eyes lit up. She first instructed the Light Half-Elf experts to prepare for spell casting, then nodded heavily at Leo Ray, clearly seeking permission, as Leo Ray was the highest commander here.
"Then please begin."
Leo Ray shrugged his shoulders and took a step back.
Upon receiving Leo Ray's consent, Ruth calmed her mind and rejoined the ranks of the Light Half-Elf experts.
Soon, a gentle and melodious team chanting echoed. Ruth and the other Light Half-Elves were quickly enveloped in a layer of faint golden halo, appearing even more sacred and exalted under the cool moonlight.
Adding to the fact that the Half-Elf Tribe is renowned for their beauty, the entire scene seemed dreamlike, imbued with an epic essence.
"If mere Light Half-Elves are like this, it is unimaginable what the real Light Elves would look like."
