Lonely Mountain City,
Amidst the battlefield's ruins, Kelleb and Richie watched as the arriving dwarves cleared the collapsed houses, aiding the injured dwarves.
In reality, the dwarves they could save were only the ones around the battlefield, affected by the aftermath of the legendary battle.
In the central area of the battlefield, no one could have survived the clash of two legends.
Seeing the rather grim scene around, Kelleb naturally understood why Richie's mood was so poor.
The occurrence in their home base was a blow to personnel and material, but more critically, it was a heavy slap to the face of the Dwarf Royal Court.
Especially since one of the parties involved was a Day Elf—this was outright challenging the authority of the Dwarf Royal Court.
Forget the explosive nature of dwarves; no faction could tolerate such an event happening.
"Of course, I need your help to find that Legendary Day Elf."
Richie looked at Kelleb, speaking in a deep voice:
