He had somewhat expected that the outcome wasn't good for most units when the mundane army arrived, but the look in the witches' eyes said it was much worse than just a rout.
The Sylvan Army units had horses, but they couldn't outrun trucks, even if their mounts survived the artillery bombardment.
Wolfe was about to head back inside when [Detect Hidden] highlighted another group in tattered clothes trying to follow the tracks of the first group in the rapidly fading light.
He crouched low in the snow and shrubs, then moved close enough to hear what they were saying.
"They talked to that scout, I'm sure of it. We saw it fly away. They wouldn't just go out here to get eaten. They must know something we don't. There has to be a safe spot here somewhere. We just have to catch up, and we can go with them." An older woman was telling the group.
