Below, the fog surrounding Oldtown was quickly fading. On both shores of the Honeywine, most of the Ironborn that had landed were slaughtered and only a precious few had managed to flee back to their boats in the thick fog. The chain that blocked the mouth of the river prevented any of the ships from escaping from Oldtown and some of the fleeing reavers desperately jumped into the waters, hoping to swim away under the cover of darkness. The handful of Ironborn galleys that were left outside the city quickly fled into the Whispering Sound.