*Solveig*
How fragile we are. Compared to these colossal creatures, we are a tiny grain of salt. How are we going to win a battle against something so powerful? I keep asking myself this over and over again, and I keep finding no answer to it.
I have been resting most of the past two days since I woke up, and we are preparing to move to a new location. I am confident on what my mother and father think is best, and if what the Angels say is true, then we are the magnets for the next attacks. So moving far from our people and other races is going to be a good way to prevent more casualties or damages.
The Council was invited to come, and most of them refused to. Dad was not surprised when the Fire, Earth and Wind Elementals, together with the Fallen and Dark Angels decided to come. Water
