*CHAMBERS OF THE ELVES OF TIME*
The elves were sitted on their throne, their eyes, as bright as it has always been. Their both hands were placed on the smooth surface of their throne. Deep within them, they could feel, see and understand everything that happened in the planet hoctol. It was like a mental presence subjected to the planet alone.
As they sat on their respective seats, their minds could feel, their ears could hear, and their eyes could see, everything that was happening to the xzilins. They shook their hooded heads in shame, staring at one another with the same thought running through their mind. At this moment, one could tell that the elves were tired of these frustrations from the Xzilins, and they needed to get it over with.
The elves are known for their peaceful and ca
