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Many of their kind had fallen and, after having a shrieking conference, the remainder of the harpies had to decided to bugger off. All they were accomplishing here was a veritable bloodbath of death and destruction while making little to no headway in their own attacks.

It was time to call it a day.

They painted the night sky again, heading as quickly as they could away from Fandom. And, as they flew away, they knew they had to make something up as to why they were coming back empty handed, without a new island to rule. If the other harpies knew they'd been trounced, there would be humiliation and laughter.

As they flew, the harpies came up with the a pathetic but passable reason for their defeat: the color of the trees didn't match their feathers. Harpies were fashion minded, after all.

[NFB! NFI but OOC welcome! This takes place well after midnight and after radio so you can keep fighting harpies till then! Hope you had fun!]