One thousand Jaguar warriors, like beasts unleashed from their chains, ferociously pounced from the flanks into the shattered Spear formations, completely scattering the Spear infantry. Their Beast Helmets glinted as they mimicked the roars of lions and tigers, swinging their War Clubs like lightning with full force. The remaining Spearmen struggled for just a few moments before their morale collapsed under the continuous strikes, and then, in groups, they threw down their weapons and desperately leapt into the river behind them.