As the enemy staggered under the weight of their losses, I knew that the momentum was in our favour and it was crucial to keep the pressure relentless.
I issued orders for the deployment of our rapid response units—teams of light cavalry and soldiers mounted on aerial creatures, trained for speed and sudden strikes.
These units were the cornerstone of our pursuit strategy, designed to capitalize on the chaos we had sown.
Under the pale light of dawn, the rapid response teams assembled at the eastern gate of the sanctuary, their mounts stamping the ground eagerly, sensing the tension in the air.
Each team was briefed with specific targets: supply trails, rear-guard formations, and any regrouping forces.
Their mission was clear—to prevent the enemy from finding respite or room to breathe.
As the teams moved out, their approach was swift and silent.
