Now, the Goddess has returned.
Without a goal, they are like a taut bowstring suddenly released.
They are very strong.
But also very fragile.
"Of course, it's worth it."
Just when Cyber was at a loss about how to structure his words, Aurora's gentle voice came over.
Her gaze was firm, looking at the statue of the Goddess in the temple with sincerity:
"We have held on for a thousand years, preserving the fire of the Frost Clan, this... is the greatest victory."
"After the disaster that changed the fate of our Elf Clan, every tribe sought redemption in its own way, each trying to awaken the Mother Goddess..."
"The revival of the Mother Goddess is the result of the collective effort of all elves."
Cyber nodded vigorously:
"Yes! This is the joint effort of all elves!"
After saying that, he looked at the beautiful statue of the Goddess, felt moved, and continued:
