From a viewpoint over Ansom's shoulder, we see the Unaroyal Warlord, Duke Nozzle, and the Hobbittm Warlord at the table staring at him. The Unaroyal warlord is enraged, the Hobbittm Warlord is cold, and Nozzle bears a blank look. Behind them is one of the tents of the encampment.
Unaroyal Warlord: Did they even survive?
Prince Ansom: Secondly!