"Princess Ata, can... can you hold on?"
Xie Pan'Er saw Princess Ata, despite her severe injuries, persistently playing the flute to summon birds and beasts to aid in their fight. Pan'Er felt very distressed and worried about the princess's condition.
Princess Ata, entirely focused on her playing, did not respond to her.
In the sky, many birds had already arrived with much chirping: sparrows, wild pigeons, geese... All sorts of flying creatures rapidly gathered and then charged towards Mr. Wu, who was opposite Princess Ata.
"Hmph! What a disgrace! Having learned a mere smattering, do you really think you can summon all creation? You play the Soul-controlling Tune well enough, but unfortunately, your power is still too shallow. You can't control these birds and beasts for long."
Not long after Mr. Wu finished speaking, Princess Ata indeed coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the flute's melody ceased abruptly.
