“Okoa, look out!” Xiala shouted as the spear left Terzha’s hand. She felt the weight lift behind her as man and spear launched skyward at the same time. Benundah dipped, and Xiala looked up, the world moving as if time had slowed. Okoa flew through the air, graceful as if he had been born to it. He caught the spear as it sailed toward him. The force of the throw turned his body, and he let it swing him back toward Terzha, now with the spear in his hands. He plunged the weapon into the eagle’s unprotected back. The eagle screamed and careened wildly. Terzha, not recovered from overextending in
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