"Retreat! Retreat to the castle!"
By the time the order was given, the sun had already fallen and the dusk had taken its place.
Following Arthur's command, almost 5,000 men promptly began to move back in order. The living corpses came chasing. Although the dead were able to run, they still could not catch up with the knights.
"Emery, I will stay and help you," Arthur said with determination.
"As will I!"
"And I!"
One by one, the members of the Golden Knights followed suit to volunteer. Emery was a bit moved to see this, but in the end, he shook his head.
"The one I will be fighting is the witch. I am sorry, but none of you are her match. I am not sure how long I will be fighting the witch, so your men will need all of you to defend Camelot in the meantime," Emery regrettably explained.
