The undead bird had a recording function, so both the Rock Clan chief and the Troll Race chief witnessed Mina's miserable humiliation as she danced before tens of thousands of people.
The two had actually come to gloat. They both knew that what the Elf Race could tolerate least was harm done to noble elves, much less humiliation.
The so-called alliance was merely to ensure that the Elf Race would have no concerns at their back when they served as the main attacking force. But once the Elf Race's deathmatch with humanity ended, it would be time for the six races to fight one another to the death.
Sara understood this clearly. Looking at the ugly faces of Agunan and the other two, she sneered. "I know what you're thinking. This time, the Elf Race admits defeat, but don't even think about using us as the main force. All six races must attack together."
"Of course." Agunan looked utterly unconcerned. He knew Sara was putting on an act. Once they reached the battlefield, the other noble elves would force Sara to fight.
"I will contact you all after Red Moon Night. Forgive me for not seeing you out." Pretending to be enraged, Sara flicked her long sleeve and left with the guard unit.
Agunan and the other two watched Sara's retreating back with sneers on their faces. When they looked again at the Halata Clan chief and the Ogre Race chief, their smiles became even more mocking before they turned and departed.
The Halata Clan chief and the Ogre Race chief both sighed inwardly. They knew how greatly this incident would affect the Elf Race, perhaps even their own two races, but they had no way to persuade Sara. After all, she was the deputy commander of the noble elf