"What? Setting fire to the food supplies?! Such audacity! Are you trying to scare your Feather Grandpa... Damn it! Are they really burning it?!... Stop, stop for now! Blow the conch!"
"Di-di! Woo!..."
The piercing conch sound echoed across the battlefield. The Feathered Warriors who were about to climb to attack the city paused, looked back in confusion, and saw the waving retreat flag. Quickly, these seasoned warriors followed orders and retreated from the flanks. Meanwhile, the mixed unit able-bodied men attacking the campsite from the front were driven into a frenzy, enduring another round of feathered arrows and spears, leaving behind over a dozen corpses before they fell back in defeat, almost disrupting the formation of the Feathered Prince's trusted aides.
