"Boss, should we retreat for the time being?" Roza looked at her surroundings with unease. She wasn't enjoying being stared at by a hundred monkeys.
"We can do this!" RedBand said. "Roza, take high ground and shower the monkeys with arrows. PamPam and Andyy, keep the Steel-Armed Gorilla busy. Felixar, help them. Ambrose and I will gather the aggro of the monkeys!"
"And how will we do that?" Ambrose asked.
"With this!" RedBand took out a moldy loaf of bread from his inventory. "One-Leg Marcus told me one thing. The Steel-Armed Monkeys can't stand the smell of moldy bread!"
Ambrose looked around and chuckled. All the monkeys were staring at RedBand with bloodshot eyes.
"Go!" RedBand shouted and hurled the moldy bread towards the entrance of the village. All the monkeys shot forward and charged straight at the moldy loaf of bread as if it were their greatest enemy.
The ground shook as so many monkeys ran at the same time.
