Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-27550231-20190405045237

There was no way they would hold ranks against that thing, there was no way any of them could bring harm to it. They would have to fall back. Give ground to the creatures lest they take another devastating blow.

"Regroup men get out of range of that beast! Let the heavy hitters deal with it! Go! Do not turn your backs to the enemy unless you wish to die! Go now Regroup!"

The Warden stayed at the front as the soldiers slowly backed away from Paramool. He would not let them die pointlessly at the hands of an overgrown child but he could not afford to have the lines break. The cowardice or self preservation of a few could lead to a sweeping advance for the enemy. It was up to the Warden to do what he did best. He fought. He slaughtered them as they came to him, banner in hand and cudgel in the other. He would provide a rallying figure to them something to aspire to in the terrible battlefield they found themselves in. It was the least he could do to provide hope and courage in such a bleak moment in their history.