Twenty minutes passed. The village was tense but the northern treeline stayed quiet like something was trying to prove Emily wrong.
But the elves didn't sit still during those twenty minutes.
They hauled every carcass and piece of loot away from the barricade. Eren had assumed they would get a quick breather after the fight. Instead, cleaning up the mess and repairing the damaged sections of the plank wall turned out to be just as exhausting as the fight itself.
Learning that even a short skirmish like this created so much extra work was an eye-opening experience.
Movies never showed this part of battles. He sighed.
Eren used the time to check his skills because Emily refused to let him do any of the heavy physical labor. According to her, if a more dangerous attack hit the village, he was their only trump card and last resort. She didn't want him tired when that moment came.
