He looked to his chest and saw blood and air gushing into his lungs, and just as he took his next breath, he made a violent cough and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
[This is so not fair.] The Dong tribe leader thought to himself with a wronged expression, before eventually falling to his death.
With their leader already dead, and in such an utterly despicable and terrifying manner, the morale of the remaining warriors took a sharp nosedive, and in little to no time, the rest of them were slaughtered.
Aunt Lin and the rest of the ladies all climbed down from the trees and the rest of the Obuns who had camouflaged themselves earlier all came out of hiding.
The ladies were all smiling and grinning from ear to ear, as they were elated by not only their first victory, but also the fact that it was flawless and they didn't even register a single casualty.
