Weirdly, the elder didn't display the same kind of hostility the other elves had.
After recovering from the initial shock, the old man invited the guests to take a seat.
That was how Zaroth, Vera, and Luna found themselves sitting across the elder and his granddaughter—Ari.
As for Eldros, he had already gone back into Zaroth's shadow, awaiting further instructions.
"First of all, thank you for saving my humble village," the elder bowed his head, showing his appreciation.
"Don't thank me," Zaroth cut him off. He knew that he wouldn't get what he wanted here, so he wasn't even going to bother to keep up with the formalities.
"I want to know why you, the supposed leader of the village, were safe and sound in your little home, while your people were getting slaughtered. Not to mention your granddaughter had to venture far beyond the village to find help."
