In my increasingly complicated thoughts, I glanced at one of the Dark Elves wielding a longsword. It wasn't as long as the cursed Odachi I was holding, but it could rival its long range.
The Dark Elf race in front of me was divided into two faction, the faction that still believed in the Goddess of Nature and the faction that did not believe in the Goddess of Nature, which ended in this ridiculous battle.
The weapons they used were also dangerous: rusted iron with handles made of twigs tied with plant vines. This truly demonstrated their ability to utilize what they found.
The items originating from human civilization appear to have come from the spoils of previous wars.
"Things are getting heated, aren't they?" I muttered under my breath as I watched Zoe's magic circle expand beside me.
The small magic circle expanded to form a complex magic circle formation that launched a curse on the Dark Elf.
"The situation has been heated from the start, my Master."
