Watching the two Air Fortresses, covered in countless Magic Chains, fly away, a Lizardman asked the leader.
"Boss, they've flown away. What should we do?"
These people barely escaped being bombarded by hiding in a cave, but now they were covered in dirt and looked quite pitiful.
"What can we do? We'll return to the city. We've held off for half an hour for Mountain Tomb City. Isn't that considered an achievement?" the Lizard Man Leader said through gritted teeth.
"Brilliant, truly brilliant."
The eyes of a few guild leaders lit up. Initially, they were worried that their supposed straightforward retreat had instead turned into a desperate and disastrous effort—a blunder.
But looking at it from another angle, they had given Mountain Tomb City an early warning and delayed two Air Fortresses for half an hour. Didn't that provide their people with preparation time? Surely, that counts as a contribution.
"A bunch of idiots."
