After they gained some distance, Arthur let out a breath as if tired. "Good. Now let's regroup and rethink this," he said, his voice firm but measured. "We'll take them out—just not all at once."
Gates nodded, wiping sweat from his brow. "Alright, what's the plan? We can't afford to get overwhelmed again."
Arthur's mind raced as he quickly concocted a strategy. "Okay," he began, his tone practical. "Since my summons is on cooldown, I'll focus on supporting you. I'll stay back, watch the field, and make sure no goblins get the jump on us while you take the lead."
Gates raised an eyebrow, his sword resting on his shoulder. "You're really not planning to fight directly?"
Arthur nodded with a serious expression. "It's not ideal, but if we both get swarmed because I overextend, we're done for. Someone needs to keep an eye on the bigger picture—make sure we're not ambushed or caught in a bad position."
