The boss understood immediately what he needed to do.
He realized that Kael used himself as bait, drawing the aggro, then immediately removed himself from the battle. That brief moment gave them ample time to deal a good few hits.
That was a good opportunity to take advantage of. A good tank was always the backbone of a raid party, and Kael was doing that job perfectly.
The Sun Clan surged forward like a tide that had been held back by fear. Weapons rose. Boots scraped.
A few men hesitated for half a heartbeat, then forced themselves in because the boss was watching and because shame was sometimes stronger than survival instinct.
The people with stone weapons immediately switched to makeshift spears and metal made weapons. Not the best, by far, but very useful here. After all, they saw the uselessness of stone weapons. If goblin weapons were useful, they wouldn't have become Basilisk snack and excrement.
