Garran knew the party's escape from the orc camp had stopped being quiet when the first horn sounded.
They had entered the hidden route instead of surviving the three arena battles. The stone room had led them into the camp, where stealth carried them past defenses that would have overwhelmed them in a direct attack. They had defeated the orc chief's brother and opened the cages holding the elves. Escaping with the prisoners was the final objective, it should have been as easy as walking out the door.
The alarm began before they reached the outer palisade.
Their scout led the freed elves through a gap they had prepared earlier. The mage followed, using his last large spell to collapse a watch platform across the main path. Garran, the swordsman, and the healer guarded the rear while orcs poured between the camp buildings.
Their healer stumbled beside the final row of huts. Garran caught her before she struck the ground.
"I can keep moving." She said.
