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“So how far are these humans of yours?” I asked my patient as I plucked another sliver out of his wing.
“Do you have to pull so hard?” he snapped.
“They’re not easy to get out,” I told him as I looked up at Shade. “How did you do this to him, anyway?”
“My strength is greater than that of any human,” he explained.
My face drooped and I narrowed my eyes at him. “That doesn’t really answer my question. . .”
“Would magic suffice?”
“Is that what you used?”
“No.”
“Then no, magic doesn’t suffice.”
“You tuned in to the earth and found its weaknesses,” the crow spoke up.
I arched an eyebrow at my patient. “How would you know that, Mr. . .um, Crow?”
The crow raised its beak to the sky. “Blackbeak, if you really must know. As for how I knew, anybody could plainly see the way his h
