On the outskirts of a small elven town, recently built along the border of unclaimed territories, a boy and a girl played, oblivious to the rest of the world.
The pair of siblings, with pointed ears and light hair, ran through the tall grass, laughing nonstop as they chased each other around the trees.
They had been playing tag for so long that they'd already forgotten who was chasing whom.
To them, it was an afternoon like any other.
Until the girl, in the middle of trying to dodge her brother, went completely still.
"…What's that?" she murmured, her eyes fixed on the horizon.
Her brother followed her gaze.
And the smile vanished from his face instantly.
In the distance, advancing from the edge of the nearby forest, a dark mass approached.
At first it was nothing more than a blurry smudge in the distance, but as it drew closer, the details became sharper.
It was an immense army of demi-humans.
There was a bit of everything.
