Back in the town, Wallace stood before his Mana Knights, his expression serious and thoughtful. The battle had taken its toll, and he knew they couldn't afford to let their guard down. The horned tribe was relentless, and they needed to be prepared for whatever came next.
"Alright, everyone," Wallace began, his voice carrying the weight of command. "We've won this battle, but the war is far from over. I want all of you to stay on high alert. Keep watch and ensure the safety of the town. I'll be heading back to rest and think of our next move."
The Mana Knights nodded, their respect for Wallace clear in their eyes. They had seen him lead them to victory, and they trusted his judgment implicitly.
Gareth stepped forward, his brow furrowed with concern. "Are you sure, Wallace? Shouldn't you stay here with us? We can figure out a strategy together."
