The beastwomen took a few minutes to collect themselves, taking in Li's words and figuring out in their groups as to what to do. It did not take long for a few of the beastwomen, the ones who had loved ones to go back to, to come forwards.
Most of the harpies decided to leave. They came in front of Li and bowed, speaking thanks before beating their wings and soaring away. It made sense – the harpies with their individuality and wings were the least likely to be tied down to the earth. A pair of harpy twins, however, did decide to stay, curious about the world in the south.
The Serpi, too, largely left, finding the climate here unsuited for them and wishing to return to their brethren in the northern deserts at the edge of the Republic. A few did stay, stoked by their scholarly natures and wishing to observe and record the emergence of this wondrous new faith, and among them was the one that Li had personally saved.
