The battlefield fell silent, save for the crackling of the magma bear's fur and the labored breathing of the adventurers. Sophie turned to the newcomers, her eyes filled with gratitude and curiosity. The man in dark, sleek armor stepped forward, his presence commanding and intimidating.
"I'm Dravis," he said coldly, his piercing eyes meeting Sophie's. "We need to retreat. This position is compromised."
Sophie, despite her rank and experience, felt a chill run down her spine. There was something about Dravis that made people listen. "Retreat?" she echoed, incredulously. "We've just taken the fort!"
Dravis's expression did not change. "The fort is a lost cause. The goblin forces are more organized than you realize, and they will overrun this place by nightfall if we stay. We need to regroup and come up with a new strategy."
