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When he began to feel true fear start to bubble up in the crew at his back, Raz decided it was about time to even the battlefield. With a whoosh of wind his sunset-red wings extended out to either side of him, their twenty-foot wingspan blocking the entire front bow of the Sylgid. His neck crest flared over his head, and with a deep breath he leaned out over the hull of the frigate, Ahna pointed right at the approaching ship. Then Raz roared, pouring every ounce of hunger and defiance he could muster into the scream. The sound pitched over the empty churn of the Dramion, vibrating in the wood ...more
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