The leader grimaces. This wasn't his war, it never was. But he has a sworn duty. As of yet, these foes haven't killed. Hadn't the prophet said they had bigger problems? Wasn't the great tree warning about demise? Few remembered what happened last time the Great Tree's orders were ignored. Few are willing to admit how that sparked the war....
But it wasn't his choice. He had his orders.
"Gods.... forgive me.... STAND DOWN men. We're clearly beaten."
The remaining elves put down their weapons.
Elf 2 puts out his flame, about to die, and they start healing each other.
(the elves had 12 health, exactly)
"Now," the leader says, throwing his bow into the pile of weapons you confiscated, what is it you want?