Gazing at the opponents before him, the knight realizes the remaining Black Knights don't stand a chance.
Knight: "Retreat! The battle is lost!"
The knight, crossbowman, and Militia crossbowman speedily withdraw from the battlefield.
Meanwhile, as his heavily-armored adversaries close in, Sir Darius desperately wracks his brain.
Suddenly, he throws his shield!
As it crashes into and disrupts his foes, Sir Darius scrambles up the ladder.
He sprints across the rock top...
And slides down the other side.
Sir Darius: "I've got to report back that we've failed!"
A Few Minutes Later...
Naeve: "Take him away, and lock him up with the dwarf, but bandage up his wounds first. I don't want him dead."
Oh, to have an army of mindless minions instead...