Fourth Movement of the Seven Scorching Sword Style

Fredrinn spat a mouthful of blood as he stood up with great difficulty. 'That bastard is way too strong! Even with the Lithinum Shield taking most of the damage, I still feel like my bones are breaking…' 

"My lord, you need to leave this place," Cain muttered as he wiped off the blood at the corner of his lips. 

"What are you saying?" 

"You should have realized it by now, my lord… We can't beat them. The men might be holding out for now, but their stamina isn't infinite. You should retreat now while there is still time." 

Fredrinn couldn't even refute him. He was right. The difference in strength between the two armies was huge. 

Just as he was about to order the retreat, a system prompt suddenly appeared before his eyes.

[Defend the Western Wall! Reinforcements are coming! Stall for time and don't let the enemies infiltrate the estate! Additional rewards: 2500 Fate Points, Flame-maned Shadow Steed (Nascent Soul 1st Layer)!]