Having received the assurance from His Highness, Ahonda finally smiled reassuringly. He turned to his trusted samurai and said with a smile,
"The Lake Region put forth all its might to assemble the strong Chapala Legion, yet it dispersed entirely within a few quarters! Thirty thousand men fled like cheetahs, crying out like a flock of birds. If not a single Marshal perished here, how could the samurai face the elders in their hometown?"
The trusted samurai bowed their heads in shame. Some drew obsidian daggers and cut their own cheeks, even laying the blades across their necks.