"It's actually true..."
At the forefront of the human battle formation, witnessing Link standing opposite, Alama and Lorenzo's expressions were extremely grim.
Especially since they occasionally felt the seemingly deliberate gazes from the direction of the dwarves and elves.
"We can still make up for it..." Lorenzo used the magic staff in his hand as a baton and swung it down in the direction of Link and the Demon King, "As long as we stop him here!"
The mages and archers, ready and waiting, launched their attack simultaneously. The sharp whistles of arrows and the buzzing of casting blended into one, pouring toward the two distant figures.
"Attack!" The elves and dwarves followed up, pressing the battlefield's center with flames, thunderstorms, earth spikes, and thorny vines.
