Scales of Victory

Moira appeared beside Sabrina and used her shortsword to block a flying axe thrown at her. Sabrina lightly flicked her longsword, and with movements uniquely graceful, like an elegant dance, she effortlessly disarmed the three Gray Dwarves in front of her.

The heavy hammers fell to the floor.

Sword wounds appeared on the shoulders of the three Gray Dwarves, and the arms holding their weapons instantly dropped limply.

As the Half-Elf guards behind them surged forward, the Elven Guards raised their shields and thrust their spears through the gaps. The Gray Dwarf warriors in front fell one after another into pools of blood.

The Half-Elf guards had already become extremely proficient with this style of fighting.

In the past, they could not defeat the Gray Dwarves because elves were naturally much weaker than dwarves, and the magical weapons crafted by elves were not much better than those forged by dwarves.

So in previous battles, elves who never fought desperately on the battlefield could not defeat dwarves.

But with the Strength Blessing, the elves were no weaker than the dwarves in strength, and their weapons and equipment were the finest in the Silver Moon Elf Kingdom.

As spears pierced through chainmail, Gray Dwarves continued to fall in the battle inside the Bottom Cabin.

Sabrina rushed forward, returning to the chaotic Bottom Cabin...

Moira guarded her sister's back. She moved with remarkable agility in the darkness, and many of her movements seemed to contain an indescribable sense of suspension.

The Gray Dwarf Bandits would clearly feel that they had struck Moira, only to discover the next second that they had hit nothing but air.

On the battlefield, such errors in judgment were often the deadliest.

With Roy's appearance, the Half-Elf guards in the Bottom Cabin erupted with incredibly powerful morale. The three