Days went by in a flash and the time of their departure finally arrived.
It was already the 30th of April. They had stayed a few days more than what they had planned because they waited for the injured human warriors to recover.
The highest-ranking members of the elven kingdom gathered to send them off. It was a grand farewell since even the king had attended. This was to show respect to the human warriors who had traveled long distances to help them overcome a battle they were destined to lose.
"Remember your promise, Alaric." Yvanna put on a composed look to hide her sadness.
"I will not forget my promise." Alaric smiled at her. He bid her farewell one last time before he mounted his horse
At this moment, Lucas' stern voice echoed. "Move out! We are going home!"
Alaric stared deeply at Yvanna's figure before he urged his horse to follow the group.
