"Form up!" Helliana shouted, her voice cutting through the chaos. "Defensive positions, now!"
She knew that they have no choice but to fight right now.
The remaining Orcs, battered but unbroken, scrambled to obey. They formed a defensive line, weapons at the ready. Helliana joined them, her eyes blazing with determination. She wouldn't let their sacrifices be in vain. She would live no matter what!
As the Hobgoblins closed in, Helliana felt a surge of fury. The memory of her father's sacrifice and the faces of her fallen comrades filled her with an unyielding resolve. She gripped her knife tightly, the cool steel a comforting presence in her hand.
The Hobgoblins paused, and their leader stepped forward. King Kraggul's face twisted with a mixture of triumph and hatred. His eyes locked onto Helliana, a cruel smile playing on his lips.
"There's no escaping us," he sneered. "You will fall, just like your father."
