Haste Skill

Wise chuckled lightly.

"Archers, don't waste arrows. Get into shooting positions and shoot only when instructed!"

The archers replied in a single sentence: "Understood."

"Hold your fire," Wise commanded, his voice cutting through the tense silence. "Let them come close. We don't want to waste a single arrow."

A grim satisfaction flickered across his face. "Our first volley will be a hammer blow. It'll cripple their morale and thin their ranks."

I offered a curt nod, acknowledging the brilliance of the strategy. Yet, a sliver of unease gnawed at me. What if the arrow storm faltered? What if enough Merlocks survived to reach the walls? The consequences of a breached wall were too grim to contemplate.

With a nod, Wise acknowledged the trust placed in him. "Understood, my lord. We'll maintain our defenses and be prepared for whatever they throw at us."

As they discussed the situation, it became apparent that the Merlocks were probing their defenses rather than launching a full-scale