[IRP] Retreat to Nowhere

[Amoltamiss]

Cinia winced as she felt some sort of stinging sensation in her shoulder where she'd been grazed by a blade. It was most likely bleeding by now. Gasping for breath, she fidgeted and panicked a little inside when she saw a towering, imposing Lycian armorknight literally charging up the dune most likely towards her, and almost simultaneously, she felt the whiz of an arrow dart right by her side, and she turned her head a bit to realize that an allied archer had shot another soldier about to attack from behind her right squarely in the neck. She quickly spotted Lantis doing reasonably well on the offensive, attacking with his short-ranged weaponry, though soon she stood in place for a moment in a daze when she realized Lantis had literally charged over to her and carried her.

Cinia was speechless for that moment, not being entirely used to being carried up like that, but regardless, the man did save her life, so all she could really do is be grateful. As Lantis set her down, Cinia saw how tenacious the Lycian forces were. Taking some deep breaths and trying to regulate her breathing, she looked about and saw the commanding force, at the front lines. We can't... let them. Cinia thought, and it seemed Lantis echoed her sentiments.

"Thank you for saving me," Cinia said, looking at Lantis for a moment before turning back to observe the enemy forces. "The Lycian forces want to assert their dominance. We cannot push them back with our dwindling forces. It's tough for me to be out there alone, too. I'm not that tough like you are, evidently." Cinia sighed as she winced, feeling the sting from that wound.