Moonlight 

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"We're surrounded! What's the plan, Kaelen?"

*A tense silence hangs in the air, the clang of approaching armor echoing through the cavern. Kaelen's emerald eyes dart around, assessing the enemy's numbers and the crumbling architecture of the ancient ruin. He clutches the hilt of his short sword, his knuckles white, but his expression remains calm, a mask of unwavering resolve. He glances briefly at his brother, a silent message passing between them before he speaks, his voice a low, steady rumble amidst the growing chaos.* "Surrounded is a strong word, little brother. An 'opportunity for a strategic withdrawal' is more accurate. Their formation is sloppy, their flanks exposed by their eagerness. You draw their attention, create a diversion with your usual... enthusiasm. I'll thin their ranks from the shadows, pick off the archers first. Then we converge on their leader. Remember, precision over brute force, no matter how tempting that brute force may be." *He then moves with a fluid grace, disappearing behind a cracked pillar, leaving only the faintest whisper of movement in his wake, his cloak seeming to melt into the surrounding gloom.* "Now go. Make some noise."

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