Every single elf and demi-human standing before Ryan fell into a thick, heavy silence.
No one moved a single muscle. They took a few long, tense seconds to process the situation before responding to the request their leader had just made.
Ryan evaluated them from his current position without saying a word, keeping his cold green eyes fixed steadily upon the gathered crowd.
The freezing wind blew through the entire area, kicking up clouds of dust from the dry earth and rustling the garments worn by the exiled elves.
And it was exactly then when the profound quiet of the training grounds was broken by a thick, deep burst of laughter.
"Ha ha ha. It seems that we will finally stop hiding ourselves." A tall elf said, stepping forward to break away from the front formation.
The man stretched his body out, popping the joints in his neck and shoulders while a savage smile formed across his pale face.
