As the woman in the qipao realized the futility of their struggle, panting and exhausted from the futile fight, she mustered the last of her strength and shouted loudly, "Everyone, stop!" The battlefield fell silent for a moment, the only sounds being heavy breaths and the aftermath of magical clashes.
"We give up," she said softly, acknowledging the inevitable. Her people were falling, and the four opponents before them showed no signs of fatigue. Surrender seemed to be the only viable option.
Miss Nakamura, sensing the sincerity in the woman's plea, signaled the three students to halt their attacks. The tension in the air lingered, uncertainty hanging over the makeshift battleground. A momentary ceasefire unfolded as both sides assessed the situation.
