They had seen many cursed swordsmen and mages, but they had never encountered an entity as eerily elusive in attack as a ranger.
Even the halfling guard captain, who had just been fighting desperately and thought that close quarters combat was these fearsome warriors' weakness, realized upon taking serious injuries and breaking through to their side... that they were even more terrifying up close.
As their morale ebbed and flowed, their emotions began to crumble, and someone painfully asked their leader,
"Captain, do we continue to fight? People are really dying! Let's retreat!"
"Retreat? Where can we retreat to?"
The halfling captain hung his head in shame, but after a moment, he raised it again and said,
"I'll approach them and surrender. You all prepare to escape. If they intend to kill me and won't accept the surrender, I will do my best to entangle them. At that time, lads... run for it!"