You all journey south on your faithful steeds.

As you travel on the rolling hills to the south you hear a buzzing noise which only increases in intensity until you see the origin of this noise...

...a flying squadron of dreadful dragons. They are all preparing to attack you. I'm afraid you have no chance against the forces sent to counter your group.

You all limp back to the fortress badly injured and battered by the dragons. You have to spend some time recuperating before going again to the BRIEFING ROOM.