"Keep it together, the queen has been notified; back up is on the way," they yelled, screamed, and motivated each other. The fight had been a losing battle since the start. Many lives were lost already, the archers, though useless – kept on shooting arrows. This time, they retreated inside the tree and aimed for their eyes. Swing after swing, large numbers of demi-humans got crushed. Not the royal army, not battled trained mages, nor local sell-swords; they were inhabitants who had traveled to the ground floor.