RUSTLE! RUSTLE!
Somewhere near the elven borders, the elves that were assigned at the nearby watch towers sensed some of the bushes from the direction of the dwarven territory are frantically moving as if they are being moved intentionally by someone. The watchtower men sees this and alerts all the ground troops about a possible enemy attack and just like that, the once silent border become busy in an instant.
The archers stood atop the wall separating the two territories and focus their eyes on the forest in front of them. After the bushes started moving, the trees starts to shake and the nearby animals flee from the forest and all of it is seen by the watch towers but they can’t still find the one that is causing all of that panic.
“Ready for an enemy attack!” “Hah!”
In that moment,
