Seeing that the mood was poor, the village chief, who had ended up getting a rather nasty but not particularly lethal slash across his back, let out a thin smile and clapped twice before saying, "My fellow villagers, although our victory was not flawless, we won! We won! We won the right to live in this land we've called home for so many years."
Receiving a rather mild response, the village chief couldn't help but let out a slightly bitter smile but quickly hid it before looking around again and finding the couple of villagers who had helped out with the stew last night and saying, "Alright, alright, I know that's not what everyone wants to hear right now, but how about this, for the next three days, we'll be feasting on fox, free stew for everyone, how about it!"
At this, a slightly more cheery atmosphere began to rise, and someone in the crowd even joked, "Hey, hey, you can't be so stingy, eh? Bring out your stash of wine, too!"
