Last Standing

The silence fell over the group once more after the scout's report. The atmosphere had become almost oppressive, each member feeling the urgency of the situation weighing heavily on their shoulders. Seth, his muscles tense, couldn't take his eyes off Cain, waiting for the next directive.

Cain, still impassive, turned to Siliva. "We don't have the luxury of a prolonged confrontation," he said sharply. "The enemy knows we're here, but we still have the advantage of surprise. We strike fast and without hesitation."

Siliva nodded. She had anticipated this decision, and her sharp gaze scanned the forest, calculating every possibility. "Their position in the trees makes them vulnerable," she murmured, squinting. "But we need to make sure they don't have reinforcements hiding further away."