The raven towered above him, its enormous inky shape blotting out the sun. He imagined if only he held very still, the beast would not see him, but the beady eyes glittered with malice as it stared down. Its hooked beak parted, and even far below, Ornasse could see blood that dripped from its edges in unnerving detail. Foolish druid, it screamed,
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