This was the victory that the Eagle Cliff Burrow had been yearning for over dozens of generations, and it had not come easily; even with a tactical advantage, they still lost more than thirty Erde warriors.
The spoils of war were also unprecedented. In total, they had killed forty-three Harpies, which exceeded the sum of all the previous historical records of the Eagle Cliff Burrow.
"They just ran away like that?" Gaven clearly hadn't expected the Harpies to abandon their stronghold so cleanly.
According to his original expectations, they would have to fight three or four battles with the Harpies, reducing their numbers to less than one-third before they would flee the nest.
"Their stronghold, quick, raid their stronghold, better yet, burn it with fire," Gaven shouted from below.
But to avoid being affected by the Harpies' Song of Seduction, all the Erde had stuffed their ears so tightly that they could not hear Gaven's shouts at all.
