The one falling from the sky wasn't an angel, but a beautiful elf instead.
Just as all of the captured elves were plunged deep into despair and Sally and Blour had done everything they could, a gorgeous figure descended from above, stomping the high and mighty Cobil into the ground.
She was an exquisitely beautiful elf in a white dress with a small golden crescent moon insignia on her forehead. Her entire body was enshrouded in faint golden light, and she was like an ethereal holy goddess descending from the heavens.
It was such a breathtakingly beautiful elf who had stomped Cobil's face into the ground.
Cobil was an eighth-tier wood-type magic caster who had easily subdued Blour and all of the other elves, yet half of his face had been buried in the dirt, and he was unable to move so much as a single inch.
