No other option

Upon Henry's command, Zahra and the others on top of the slope sprang into action. The archers skillfully nocked their arrows, pulled back their bows, and locked their eyes onto the desperate enemies' backs. They slightly adjusted their bows, pointing them upwards, calculating the trajectory, while their breaths slowed down.

"Loose!" - Zahra shouted the command, causing arrows to whistle through the air, arcing toward the enemies' backs.

"AHHHH"

"THEY GOT ME!"

"HELP!"

"DON'T LEAVE ME!"

Painful screams echoed through the mountain as the arrows perfectly found their marks, not missing a single target. Luak's soldiers dropped helplessly to the ground, some even lifelessly rolling down the mountain and causing those in front of them to also tumble like dominoes.

"Go!" – Zahra issued the command towards the close-quarter soldiers, ordering them to pursue the enemies.