Jiho's movements grew sluggish, each strike more laborious than the last. Her strength was fading, her breaths coming in ragged gasps.
She stumbled slightly, her once-confident stance now wavering as the reality of her situation became almost unbearable. The relentless push of the hyenas was closing in on her, their numbers overwhelming.
In the midst of her struggle, Jiho's gaze drifted towards the distant edges of the battlefield, where her army was still locked in a desperate fight.
The sight of her fallen comrades and the futility of their efforts weighed heavily on her heart. She wished for nothing more than a moment of solace, a final chance to understand the complexities of her life before the end came.
As the hyenas pressed in, Jiho felt a sense of resignation. The sneer on her face was a final testament to her defiance, a last stand against the chaos that had consumed her.
