Amidst the chaos, Piere, who had been watching the situation anxiously, realized that they were on the verge of collapse. He saw his comrades fall one by one, victims of the brutality of Sir Gareth and his elite troops. Their attacks were ineffective enough to penetrate Gareth's sturdy defenses. Faces covered in agony and blood filled the battlefield. Piere gritted his teeth, his heart wavering between fear and courage.
"Zanuba!" he shouted in a voice full of determination. "You must retreat now! I will hold them back!" Piere took a step forward with unwavering courage, gripping his gleaming katana tightly. He knew that if they continued to hold on, they would be defeated. The best option was to flee and find an opportunity to strike again at a more opportune time.