As Tharik and his companions reached the entrance of the fortress, they saw that the enemy forces had increased significantly in number. They were now being led by a figure that stood tall, clad in armor that glinted in the sunlight.
Tharik recognized the figure as the enemy commander, a notorious warlord known for his ruthless tactics and cunning mind. He knew that they were in for a tough fight, but he also knew that they had no choice but to face the enemy head-on.
Tharik gave the signal to his companions, and they charged towards the enemy. The sound of clashing swords and battle cries echoed through the air as the two forces clashed.
Tharik engaged the enemy commander in a fierce one-on-one duel. The warlord was a skilled fighter, but Tharik was not one to be underestimated. He fought with all his might, and soon, the warlord was on the defensive.
Just as Tharik was about to strike the final blow, he heard a loud cry of pain from one of his companions. He turned to see that they were being attacked from the rear by a group of enemy soldiers who had snuck up on them.
Tharik quickly dispatched the warlord and rushed to his companions' aid. They fought back-to-back, taking down their enemies one by one. However, they were outnumbered, and soon, they found themselves surrounded.
Tharik knew that they had to come up with a plan fast if they were to make it out of there alive. He spotted a narrow passageway to their left and gestured to his companions to follow him. They charged towards the passageway, taking down any enemies in their path.
As they made their way through the passageway, Tharik realized that they had stumbled upon a hidden exit. They burst out of the fortress, and with the enemy forces hot on their heels, they raced towards the safety of their own camp.
As they collapsed on the ground, exhausted but victorious, Tharik knew that this was only the beginning of their battle. But he was ready for whatever lay ahead, knowing that with his companions by his side, he could overcome any obstacle.