Player, the very land rises against us. Although we were able to capture this forward position, our path home is blocked by horrifically strong creatures.

Kill the Stony Peckus and Razor Worgs. I will not lose a Guardian so stupidly should the worst happen.

Player: Accept.

To die such an ignoble death, after all we've faced...

Well, is the way home clear?

Player: "The way is clear of furry foes."

Good work, Player.

With our escape route secured, we can keep our eyes on our enemies' next moves.