Before the blood even had a chance to stop flowing from the corpses of the deceased Frost ordered all the Lunar maidens to form up around him.
"As you've probably already guessed that smoke signal is going to summon a vast horde of monstrous foes, all of which will be armed to the teeth and primed for war." An emergency summons made by two of their most hallowed elites wasn't something they could ignore given how tyrannical Valend was when it came to obeying authority. Ignoring it would make them traitors in his eyes so as to preserve their own lives they'd come out in vast numbers.
"Given our current forces there's no way we can endure such an assault, so we need to flee, like right now." While talking Frost quickly scanned the 26 remaining Lunar maidens for injuries. Quite a few had severe to debilitating injuries, without treatment it'd be impossible for them to outrun such a dogged horde.
