Wisps of white mist rose from the surface of the river, the final traces of ghosts and vampires left in this world. The powerful blessings utterly destroyed these things from the Undead World. No one knows where these souls, who have already lost their lives once, will drift to, but it is certain they will never return to the Undead World. Compared to experiencing that gray and hopeless space once more, complete obliteration is likely a better choice.
"Praise the Moonlight God!" The elves would not show any mercy to these invaders. Many of their comrades on the front line did not return. Those elves who did not encounter the Banshees do not know how they sacrificed themselves. But clearly, those elf warriors have given their precious lives. Elves have nearly unlimited time to experience life, each individual is a tome recording history. Therefore, the loss of any soul erases the history of the entire elf race.
