[Star Planet - One Hundred Miles from the Star Empire.]
"Something isn't right!" a Wendigo snarled, surveying his group. The ten other Wendigos remained silent, exchanging uneasy glances.
The Elite Wendigo turned his gaze towards the direction of the Star Nation.
"The Star Nation is only a few miles from here... We can't face them if they attack."
"That isn't our mission!" another Wendigo protested, standing up.
"We're after those three who killed our captain! We return after we kill them!!"
"What if they already entered the Star Nation?!" the first Wendigo demanded.
"Then... Then we fall back," the other replied.
"Fall back? We have 1,000 troops; we can surely sneak some in at night."
The first two Wendigos turned their cold eyes on the one who had just spoken. "That is a death sentence!" the first hissed.
"I say we retreat," the fourth suggested.
"I think that's the best option," the others nodded in agreement.
